Showing posts with label weirdness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weirdness. Show all posts

Friday, October 28, 2011

If looks could kill

Anytime they suspected their dinner guests would overstay their welcome, they prepared in advance by wheeling out the minotaurette statue. By the time the dessert course came out, even the most stout-hearted guest would check their watch and anxiously eye the door. No-one was immune to the steely gaze of the minotaurette.

Image lovingly stolen from Desire to Inspire

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Getting back to my roots

When I started this blog, I was not an apartment-owner. I was not covering the slow transformation of a space. I was covering ridiculous product shots.

I'm baaaaaaack
Today's questionable product shot comes courtesy of Design Milk
This is one of a series of lamps made by Enrique Romero de la Llana. Made from recycled newspaper, the lamps are delicate, lightweight and very green.


Apparently, they're also bloodthirsty.

This is another one of those uncanny valley images. However, this is what popped into my mind:

Image lovingly stolen fromDesign Milk

Monday, May 17, 2010

The good and the weird

The good:
Pantone may be the standard when it comes to defining shades and hues, (and creating those little fan books) but there's a new player to the field: Colourlovers. Less definitive, but cheaper - free to join. And if there's one thing I like, it's not spending money.

Because I would rather not spend my money on an automated solar-powered lawn-mowing robot. I'm content using an old-school reel mower powered by my lunch and my father's reminders.
Not only is the robot mower expensive, it is also evil.

I don't know if a robot can feel jealousy, but this one can. It's just out of peripheral vision, waiting. Lurking. And you can't unplug it because it's powered BY THE SUN. It's as though we don't learn from every bad horror movie.

Image stolen with love from Design Milk

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Haute design weirdness


I'm trying to remember the last time I saw a milkman, let alone a milkman who looks like the dutch boy paint mascot's creepy older brother.
This is a coatrack, inspired by seeds and those frustrating jigsaw puzzles where every freaking piece is EXACTLY THE SAME. Some mysteries remain. Does the coatrack hold milk? Does the photographer really like lactose? Where can I get those cool shoes?