Anna, my wife-to-be.

American Goth, with Golden Beets (2009)

(Kate, at farm:table, moments ago)

Oh, and then there’s Part II:

whileyouweresleeping:

… And then he said he absolutely had to reciprocate, did a little thing where he started searching his coat pockets frantically for a piece of string or an elastic or something, asked me to close my eyes and proceeded to put this ring on my finger. It’s from 1910. And the emeralds? From Colombia (you remember). And it’s platinum. And the stone is opal. Because we love opal.

And I have never, ever imagined I’d wear anything more beautiful.

— From Cloud Nine.

Turns out there’s a Spanish tradition I like quite a bit: when a couple get engaged, the woman is given a ring from the man, and the man is given a watch from the woman. These days, it turns out, the watches are something ridiculous: a Rolex or a Patek Philippe or something a bit too… much. Sometimes, however, you can meet a girl who is unlike anyone you’ve ever met, is stunningly gorgeous inside and out and is as unbelievably valuable to you as anyone that’s ever existed. The kind of girl, it turns out, you intend to keep. And that particular girl can find the most special pocket watch she can imagine, walk you out on a cold November night in London to Primrose Hill (a special place), sit you down on a bench, hand you that very pocket watch, and ask you to marry her.

I said Yes.

Thankful for my lucky stars.

Figure 5c. Delusion (Björk)

Now available as a 11x17” poster at Etsy, along with other classics. GET ‘EM WHILE THEY’RE HOT, PEOPLE.

Winter window dressing at Sak’s (10:23pm, 23 November 2009, San Francisco)

atsween:

“permenter giving bailey the finger”

Based on this photo.

Also worked up the ‘Trust In Haste’ poster from Brazil (1985) . (It’s not finished, though—just temporarily abandoned.)

So I reproduced this ‘Don’t Suspect A Friend’ poster from Brazil (1985) from scratch. Just for fun. It was fun. Not quite finished, but fun.