Another Old Work, Guerilla Art Installation Outside An Assisted Living Community In Austin, TX

Another old work, guerilla art installation outside an assisted living community in Austin, TX

I'll admit to being rather gunshy to using character patterns like this in menswear. This is a reminder to myself and others that they can be pulled off fantastically.

Wool waistcoat made from cloth sold to commemorate the Eglinton Tournament, Britain, about 1839.

In 1839 aristocratic young men inspired by too much Walter Scott decided to dress themselves in medieval-style costumes and take part in processions and joust.

The tournament was open to the public and attracted tens of thousands of spectators. A variety of commemorative souvenirs was produced, such as jugs or textiles.

Victoria and Albert Museum

"Hey you, coming to bed?"

Hygge House by Plain Projects, Pike Projects, Urbanink via Archdaily

Hygge House is cozy. It is a simple wood framed structure; a reproduction of one of the most cherished symbols of Canadiana — the wilderness cottage. Within Hygge House, artifacts of cottage life set the stage for an authentic depiction of the comfort and familiarity of the weekend getaway while encouraging imagination, participation, and play. The entire interior of Hygge House is painted fluorescent yellow. Coating the contents not only creates a warm, inviting space, sheltered from the wind — it also creates a stage set where the visitors to Hygge House become essential components of the experience. 

These are so amazing, they make me wanna revisit my abandoned miniatures from high school, but they also make me want to build better, more realistic models.

Ofra Lapid - Broken Houses (2010)

A series of small-scale models based on photographs of ruined homes the artist found on the web by an amateur (unnamed) photographer.

Aggie 2011

For this piece I created an intimate space for sharing stories, with ample light and comfortable seating for both viewer and storyteller. The stories come from my grandmother, Mary Agnes Sullivan, and the particpant is invited to take a story or quote from the pile. However, as more stories are shared, the pile dwindles and slowly wastes away until eventually nothing is left but the empty shell. Similar to the loss of these stories, the space itself, in many ways domestic and homey, appears to be coming apart and decaying, turned upside down. The work was inspired by a conversation that occurred between my grandmother and me shortly after the death of her closest friend. She lamented the great loss of information and stories that occurs, and how even the little records one has are never enough to fully explain or encompass each of these moments or this person.