
The Adoré used to be an old printing press! Oh those were the days.

Small but tasty. But small.
After an observation by Mark at the Design Office about a certain shape of the negative space in a subway-ad, I now cannot undo the harm to my eyes. Is this how the patriarchy subliminally enforces its powers on womankind? I guess we are evil after all:

Watch that negative space, designers.
(Needs to be viewed in full-size. Click!)
On Friday there was an art-school party in a studio-space almost right next door to me. One stop over on the JMZ-line. Me, Anna-Sophia (from Halifax) and Sara tried out some different beers (a pirate-beer among others, yarr!) at a Williamsburg-cafe before heading over to dance a bit.

The munchies set in somewhere around three o clock
Saturday was laundry-day and I was fascinated by this machine that had this lovely rhytmical beat to it. Unfortunately it wasn't my machine, so when the woman whose revolving underwear I was filming came back, I had to apologize and ask if it was ok.
The funky laundry machine. Turn the volume up.
Went out with Taranika on Saturday to Lotus in the Chelsea/meatpacking-district. It was...intense. Let's just say I learned a little about New Yorkian and U.S. club culture. VIP and free drinks are never bad though.

Tomorrow Chip Kidd is speaking about his new book at Barnes & Noble in Tribeca.
I hope that I will meet some ECI people there as they are now in town!

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