Elvis + Helvetica? Hellsvetica yes! October 4, 2009
Posted by Olivia McDowell in Blogging, Cinema, Earworms, Etcetera, FFFFOUND!, Helvetica, Pretty!, The Ether, Typography, Videorama.Tags: Elvis, FFFFOUND!, Helvetica, Helvistica, Music, Rockabilly, Typography, youtube
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Firstly: Elvis + Helvetica = brilliant.

{by Hulk4598 on flickr, via FFFFOUND!}
This girl approves.
Now, for a bit of waffle. (Err… waffle).
Note Exhibit A, above. Young Elvis* all dolled up for the film Roustabout, in too-neat leathers with too-tidy hair . Movie tagline: “Elvis Presley as a Roving, Restless, Reckless, ROUSTABOUT”. [Insert sceptical looks here].
But also note Exhibit B:

{also by Hulk4598 on flickr, via FFFFOUND!}
Young Elvis in a rather naff suit, with an acoustic guitar that he never really played much, and a messed-up coiff that looks like he’s just come off stage after this:
(Skip to 1:00 and press play. Watch to the end. DO IT. Honestly. Just trust me on this, okay? You won’t regret it.)
Now isn’t it ironic that despite the extra “L” in Exhibit A ["Hell for leather[s]“, anyone?] Elvis was actually at the peak of his corrupting deviance not as a “Roving, Restless, Reckless, ROUSTABOUT”, but as a cheeky, messy-haired rockabilly boy?
Clearly, the 1950s were hella good for the Rebellious Youth, in music and typography.
*[as opposed to Old Elvis: let's just not go there, okay?]
PS. Much as I appreciate the sentiment, I’m not such a fan of Helvekitty.
PPS. Whatever happened to Elvis movies on Sunday afternoon TV? Oh well, at least we’ve still got:
Spot the Dustpocalypse: Life on Mars/Earth September 26, 2009
Posted by Olivia McDowell in Art, Cinema, Earworms, Etcetera, Pretty!, The News, Videorama.Tags: David Bowie, Dust, Dust Storm, Dustpocalypse, Earth, Life on Mars, Mars, Meteorology, Sydney, Total Recall, Weather
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Spot the difference:

{ Sunrise on Mars, via NASA }

{ View from my ferry (7.20am, Saturday 24.09.09), Circular Quay, Sydney, Earth }
Sydney saw the Dustpocalypse twice this week: two epic dust storms sweeping eastward from the inland deserts. The first on Wednesday morning, came with full-force opaque orange skies, visibility nil, and undertones of other-worldly terror.
Tom Coates’ Red Dust photo gallery says it best:

{ I adore the deathly reflection }
The second — this fine Saturday morning — resulted in a greyer shade of haze, and that uncannily Martian ice-blue sunrise.
Both eventually cleared to reveal clearer-than-clear bright Springtime afternoons.
Now how on Earth (or Mars) can anyone who lives on this planet honestly say that the weather is just a topic for idle small talk?
Playing in my Head
Movies: Total Recall

{ via giflix }
Music: Life on Mars, David Bowie.
“Refridgerators”, “pidgeons”, “burried”, and The French Band. July 17, 2009
Posted by Olivia McDowell in Art, Cinema, Design, Earworms, Laughing, Pretty!, Spellcheck, The Ether, Videorama.Tags: Air, Art, Craigslist, Mike Mills, Music, Open Salon, Pidgeon, Playground Love, Refridgerator, The French Band, The Virgin Suicides, typos
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Firstly…
Read (v.)>> Good luck selling that “refridgerator”
A brilliant (and very astute) rant from Verbal Remedy (“The She-Lord Of Perpetual Nattering”) on her Open Salon blog Verbs and Spices (once upon a snark) about the relationship between spelling and selling.*
Reminds me of something I once posted about back in the day: Good luck finding that “pidgeon”.
And also, of something I haven’t posted about, but keep meaning to:
I can forgive a typo like this. I kind of like the idea of one Mike Mills being too “burried” in romantic sentiment to spell it correctly… And yes, it’s mainly because, as I just discovered, HE DID THE COVER ARTWORK FOR ALL THOSE INCREDIBLE ‘AIR’ ALBUMS!
My gosh, how I adored (and still do adore) this album and its cover art:
In fact, I wholeheartedly believe we should all listen to it now, and “burry” ourselves in romantic sentiment. So very Virgin Suicides.
* Brilliant name, by the by.
Colour me Crayola (or Derwent) April 28, 2009
Posted by Olivia McDowell in Art, Blogging, Design, FFFFOUND!, Pretty!, Technobabble, The Ether, Videorama.Tags: Chameleon, Colours, Crayola, Crayon, Derwents, Hex code, Nomenclature, Pantone, Prmary school, youtube
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It’s a generally accepted fact that I am, generally speaking, a tiny bit of a nerd. I like the Pantone scale, chromatic coordination, and whimsical nomenclature.
So it’s no surprise that when I plugged myself into the intermesh this morning, I was tickled pink* to find 120 Crayon Names, Colour Codes and Fun Facts:
Click the pretty picture to see the whole blog posting on COLOURlovers.
But as much as I love looking at the pretty chromatic arrangement (and I do) I love the names even more.
Some read like the Ben & Jerry’s flavour list: Macaroni and Cheese. Neon Carrot.Wild Watermelon. Jazzberry Jam.
Others make me think of a ModCloth catalogue: Unmellow Yellow. Mango Tango. Mauvelous. Wild Blue Yonder. Purple Heart.
Some are eloquently evocative (and evocatively eloquent): Wisteria. Asparagus. Shamrock. Robin Egg Blue.
And others still are so very, very Derwentine: Aquamarine. Cerulean. Pine Green. Raw Sienna. Magenta.
Speaking of which, I was much more a Derwent fan when I was growing up. Oh how we young girls coveted the timber double-tray box of 120.
Oh yeah. That’s the stuff.
It was the ultimate sign of prestige: all the cool kids had a set. We hoarded them greedily in Year 4, waiting desperately until art class when we would put one tray on the desk, one in the under-desk cubby, and one on our laps. It was an unspoken pact among friends that one could borrow no more than 3 colours at a time. “Pressing hard” was forbidden, for fear of snapping the lead (but it was perfectly okay to colour over several times in order to achieve the same opaque effect). And under NO circumstances was anyone other than the owner ever allowed to sharpen the pencil, EVER.
Ah, the social mores of a nascent stationery fiend.
* That’s hex code FC89AC, by the way.
PS. This morning the internet (clearly on a roll with the technicolour awesomeness) also introduced me to this crazy Ray-Ban-fan chameleon:
Chameleons are pretty incredible anyway, but this is one wild child colour junkie.
Hitler freaks out over Comic Sans MS April 19, 2009
Posted by Olivia McDowell in Cinema, Laughing, The Ether, Typography, Videorama.Tags: Black Books, Brilliantology, Comic Sans, Hitler, Monty Python, Typography, youtube
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“THIS IS RIDICULOUS! Comic Sans MS does not make me look friendly or cool! It doesn’t look professional at all! Churchill must be making jokes already! What will you do next? Republish Mein Kampf in Comic Sans MS? You are the worst marketing team I’ve ever worked with!
There is tons [sic] of great fonts to work with and you chose the worst!… You even used it to subtitle this f***ing YouTube video! What will our enemies think? That will [sic] invade them riding Teddy Bears?”
{ by DesignerDaily, via Brilliantology (which is a brilliant blog, and which I think you need to RSS as soon as possible, if not sooner) }
PS. Yes, I am aware that this could be deemed mildly offensive. But then, the most humourous things often are. So just remember how much you laughed at Monty PythonThe Life of Brian, FTW) and Black Books (especially The Grapes of Wrath, where Bernard and Manny kill THE POPE with inferior wine)… and chillax.
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Lawks! More silvery ‘new’ words January 5, 2009
Posted by Olivia McDowell in Etcetera, Pretty!, Videorama, Words.Tags: Archaic words, Argentine, Argentine Tango, Blackadder, Etymology, Fish, Hugh Laurie, Lamellae, Lawks, New Year, OED, Silver, Stephen Fry, Twitter, Word of the Day
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Even more Words To Brighten Your New Year.
Lawks!
Via: Again, a tweeting Stephen Fry.
Means: Egads! Gosh darn! Golly! Good Lord! (and other such vulgarised and once-blasphemous exclamations).
Why? Sounds funny (like ‘banjaxed’), and strikes me as something that might have come from the mouth of Hugh Laurie’s Prince Regent in Blackadder (“Lucky, Lucky, lucky, lark, lark, lark, cluckcluckcluck…”).
Since: 1768 (older than you think).
Argentine
Via: OED Word Of The Day
Means: Silvery. Comprised of, resembling or containing silver. Not to be confused with the proper noun ‘Argentine’ (aka. Argentinian, pertaining to Argentina, so named, of course, for the presence of silver therein).
Why?: A word that can’t help being as shimmery and luxe as its meaning and substance. Also, as regards the Argentina connection, ‘argetine’ reminds me of the Argentine Tango, surely the most fabulous and terrifying dance on Earth.
Since: 1537 (extremely antique).
See also: Look closer at OED definition 3(c)…
…Lamellæ
Via: OED Word of the Day (tangentially).
Means: Scales, but in a nice way. Scales on a silvery (argentine) fish; overlapping leaves of ancient armour and/or antique silver brocade; gills on the underside of a mushroom cap. Is the diminutive form of ‘Lamina’: a thin sheet, leaf or scale of material (hence Laminate).
Why? It’s pretty, delicate, and puts the æ dipthong to good use.
Since: 1678 (admirably antique).
See also: Singular ‘lamella’, verbal ‘lamellate’, adjectival ‘lamellar’ (or even better, ‘lamelliferous’).
Shine on!
{ image via DKimages }
Starstruck December 17, 2008
Posted by Olivia McDowell in Earworms, Etcetera, Videorama, Words.Tags: Baking, books, Christmas, Cooking, Stars, The Night Starts Here, Universe
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I have just finished baking stars:
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(Coffee shortbread with coffee/white chocolate ganache icing)
While baking, I listened to Stars:
And as they were cooling, I read a big book about stars:

{ Universe: Stunning satellite imagery from outer space by Heather Couper }
Most of the year, I generally don’t cook anything. I actually had to read the book on how to use my ‘new’ 6-month-old oven. Only the mania of Christmas has the power to send me into a frenzy of biscuit-baking. I am even quite happy to stand around colour-coding cachous. Madness!
The only time I can abide maths… December 9, 2008
Posted by Olivia McDowell in Art, Etcetera, FFFFOUND!, Pretty!, The Ether, Videorama, Wisdom, Words.Tags: global warming, maths, Mother Jones
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… is when there are no numbers involved. When words + logic = wry genius.

{ Mother Jones via FFFFOUND! }
However, this has confirmed earlier fears that my mind is in fact nothing more than a .gif file comprising an endless stream of word equations. No really, it works just like this.
PS. The Polar Bear one is my favourite. Also, “Obsession = thinking + thinking + thinking” (because it’s SO TRUE).
The power of powerful words October 6, 2008
Posted by Olivia McDowell in Etcetera, Pretty!, Videorama, Wisdom, Words.Tags: Aja Monet, Insight, SBS, Speeches, Spoken word
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Click through to see Aja Monet giving the most unfathomably beautiful, empassioned, soulful spoken-word performance you could ever imagine.
Guaranteed to bring even the most stoic, cynical, anti-American skeptic to tears.
Watch it. Your soul will thank you.
Written and performed by Monet for the Insight focus on ‘The American Dream’, broadcast on SBS, Tuesday 30 September 2008.
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