I've got something cool I want to show you. Over here!
Check out these images of London based artist Riitta Ikonen. And no, I didn't suffer from tremors just now while typing. She really does have two i's and two t's in her name like that. Which means, of course, that she must be an artist. Or Swedish. Icelandic? No matter.
Dude. I totally feel like this sometimes. Especially on Monday.
Why the freak am I posting this today, you might ask? Lord knows I am not a design blog. The thing is my weekend consisted of seeing a movie. W, if you must know. I give it 2.5 stars if you must know that, as well. No real plot arc but Josh Brolin was awesome. And then the next day we went on a blind (play) date with another couple who also has a toddler girl. I also give that 2.5 stars. I liked the husband--he was British and strange. Bryan liked the wife better--she was earthy and dry. All of this makes us sound like swingers which would totally be worthy of its own blog post but we are not swingers and the only thing that matters, I suppose, is that Zoey liked the other little girl, they shared their toys and ate bananas. And then on Sunday I made butterscotch pumpkin cookies for not one but two Halloween parties. The parties were fun. The cookies sucked. I sprinkled them with powdered sugar before they were cool so the granules hardened into yellow crystals making it look as if I had dusted crystal meth on my cookies which believe you me would have made them a whole lot better and worthy, perhaps, of an entire post. But I didn't sprinkle my pumpkin butterscotch cookies with crystal meth, so yeah. No story there. Again, no real plot arc. So that's why I'm posting these images. Because my weekend was domestic and real and this artwork is bizzare and surreal. Which is what Monday deserves.