With always being on the go, trying to stay on top of your game, meeting deadlines, building new projects/ideas, and balancing some sort of a social life. Its hard to fit time to feed your imagination and get inspired. I remember spending countless hours not only absorbing inspiration and energy from everything around me. But spending countless hours stumbling and sharing inspirational content I would find on the internet. But everything is now replaced by the “convenience” of Instagram. Scrolling aimlessly through set changes, bathroom breaks, and while commuting is the closest I’d get on most days to tickle my imagination. Its frustrating and sometimes you can find yourself feeling mentally stale. Everything looks the same and you’re tired of the lack of content with no context.
Last week I took time out to recharge and somewhat reset myself, by starting to scratch the surface of an old habit of finding great content. On that note here are some get shorts below!
Crazy Legs by Sean Frank
Capturing a mix of skate veterans, first-timers and everyone in between, Frank’s film celebrates a motley crew of characters from the little boy called Prince who could “whip around the rink at lightening speed and would ride through the legs of anyone who got in his way” to opening narrator Movingstar, a NYC skate scene regular. “She used to skate for years with one blade and one quad skate,” says Frank of Movingstar. “She has choreographed music videos and skated behind Michelle Obama and Kathy Sledge, but still returned to Crazy legs every Wednesday night.” More…
Lite Feet by Scotty Carthy
Born in the mid-noughties, “litefeet” is a descendant of breaking, or b-boying, the dance culture that accompanied the early days of hip-hop in the Bronx in the 1970s. But where b-boys tended to keep to the streets, litefeet crews have taken their moves aboard New York’s subway trains – and, subsequently, run into the policing philosophy that has transformed the city over the past 15 to 20 years. “They’re trying to end something that’s beautiful, that’s positive,” laments dancer Goofy, founder of the respected W.A.F.F.L.E litefeet crew. “They’re trying to end an art.”
But the banning of dancers from trains will hardly mark the end of litefeet, nor the music that drives it on, nor the kids who want to take it to the next iteration. Goofy describes how litefeet dancers “saw the pole on the train as an opportunity.” No doubt the W.A.F.F.L.E crew and their fellow innovators already have the next opportunity in their sights. More….
First We Take Manhattan by Casey Brooks
Take two budding dancers, 15 locations around New York and many late nights making instructional cards, and you have Casey Brooks’ improvisational short, Casi (almost). The photographer, director and former hip-hop dancer took to her favorite spots in Queens, as well as seminal landmarks like the Brooklyn Bridge, to explore how simple movements transform in different contexts.
As a longtime fan of Peter Lindbergh, Brooks incorporated a mannish suit into the wardrobe. “The girls brought all their own clothes, and I would just take out looks from suitcases in the back of my car,” she says. “It’s really about not thinking, putting things together and seeing the sort of underlying narrative that emerges – even when you didn’t feel one.” More..
Airports, metro stations, and bus terminals are on the top of my lists of places I like being. They are filled with comers and goers, so many stories, so many beliefs, and so many experiences. Call me crazy but from time to time when I am trekking home on the metro train I may come up with crazy stories and scenario’s about the person nearest me. He can be a crazy lunatic who has a bomb strapped to his leg and will blow this train up with any slight irritation. Or she can be a busy accountant by day but prefers to be called Caramel Delight by night, if you know what I mean.
No matter an individual’s story we can all relate to an experience or an emotion the same. And that’s where acquaintances happen and then maybe along the road develop into a greater bond and friendship. And no matter all the possible great outcomes that can come out of meeting people everyday on a metro train or waiting for a flight. The ice is never really broken.
Brooklyn born artist George Ferrandi set out with her project “it felt like I knew you”. The project began in 2012, when Ferrandi decided to change or reshape the way she experienced a subway ride. She began by catching a ride on a crowded subway, during the evening rush hour, and nabbed a seat next to a fellow traveller. From there she embarked on a mental and emotional experiment of “re-sculpting” the space between her body and a stranger’s, transforming what she considered a stiff and restricted space into a malleable, inviting distance by resting her head on that person’s shoulder. Essentially, she slept on her unsuspecting partner, forcing both the artist and the stranger to confront their spatial and, often times, emotional relationships.
It is said that a picture can speak a thousand words. I’m a sucker for well-constructed visuals and over the past few years I have been working at trying to understand the importance of flow in typography and the overall designs of billboards, posters, flyers, etc. Not only that but really understand the importance of typography. “Never judge a book by its cover” but we all do it weekly or monthly when scrolling through the magazine stands or looking at billboards. If I see a terrible cover to a magazine why would I bother picking it up? Studies have shown that 80 percent of consumer magazines’ newsstand sales are determined by what is shown on the cover. So the success and failure of a magazine of course has many factors behind it. But the cover is the main factor to a magazine selling really well or being utter failure overtime.
By the great graces of the Internet world Magazine Wall came up on my screen, man I can scroll, click, and save images for hours off of this Tumblr page. It’s a good space to really grab inspiration if you’re at a complete lose of where you would like to start when in the designing process. Check it out! Share it! Thank me later! #NoDrake
I don’t know what is worse, having expensive taste and no funds to support it or having all the funds in the world but having very little to no taste at all. Hell I’d probably have to go with the first option in my situation. Shopping is dreadful; I rarely ever find pieces that I like. But then when I actually find something that is to my liking, it goes a little something like THIS.
Not only that, I have absolutely no patients for online shopping. Scrolling through websites, reading descriptions, contemplating what size I would possibly be and thinking in the back of my mind that it still may not fit how I would like. Then purchase everything in my cart and then wait lord knows how many days / weeks for my purchase to arrive and come to find out it is the WRONG SIZE AND COLOUR. Really though?!?!
This series of images are fits that I would love to be draped in if I could.