ROH/Johan Persson
Alice’s Adventures in Covent Garden
Yearly Archives: 2017
Flower Girls
Off in the Distance
Paul Messink
The Dead South
Photo: Gideon Greenbaum-Shinder
The Sweetest Hangover
Etsomnia™ 130: Spring Forward
Ah, yes. The traditional Spring rabbit rectum!
Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. The surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.) 3. An excuse for me to be an obnoxious, snarky New Yorker once per week.
Lucky Enough
“If you’re lucky enough to live on the water, you’re lucky enough.” -Irish proverb
Brenda Sunseri
They were predicting for us more winter yesterday than we have the whole rest of the season. While it wasn’t really the snowmageddon they threatened, my thoughts nonetheless turned to … summer.
Marsh Madness!
Warner Whitfield and Beatriz Kelemen
Underdog et al:
Andrius Burba/Underlook
America’s First Top Model
Dog Sitter
The Best Looking Dog Bed in the World by VurvDesign/Glenn Ross
Friday Dance Party
Method Studios
Etsomnia™ 129: Fiber “Arts”
If nothing else, you have to respect its self awareness.
Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. The surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.) 3. An excuse for me to be an obnoxious, snarky New Yorker once per week.
Real Girls
Kate T. Parker
Make Up For Ever
Make up for ever
Somewhere Between Fashion and Art
A Walk of Art: Visionary Shoes
Minimal Realism
Charlie Harper/Motawi Tileworks
Even More Terrible Real Estate Photos
Let’s be optimistic. Perhaps it says “Surprise my coconut“.
Uncredited
Subtractive Inc.
Etsomnia 128™: Red Carpet Season
There were a lot of political statements made at this year’s Oscars. Maybe this lady is protesting the Great Pacific Garbage Patch I wrote about last week.
Et·som·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. The surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.) 3. An excuse for me to be an obnoxious, snarky New Yorker once per week.
My OBT 