
"Surrender," 2005, Acrylic on canvas, 60 x 72“
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Years ago, Toronto's Design Exchange presented an amazing retrospective on Tapio Wirkkala. His Bolle Bottles series make for some of the most exquisitely elegant glass work.
Murakami's South of the Border, West of the Sun is fast becoming my favorite novel of 2007. It is a lovely testament on how certain individuals continue to play a pivotal role in our existence, even if only through memory. I absolutely adore this story.
I seem to never tire of Jeanne Frankel de Corrales' books, partly since her writing style is incredibly witty. It's one of the few Baha'i books infused with so much humour (not counting Marzieh Gail's work).

"Vladmasters are handmade viewmaster disks designed, photographed, and hand-assembled by Vladimir. They make use of toys, neglected household objects, and other miscellany to tell 28-picture stories."
A few weeks ago, I read a compelling book review in the Globe and Mail by Lynne Jones on Ishmael Beah's A Long Way Gone: Memoirs of a Boy Soldier. The last section of her review stated "Ishmael's story shows both the horror and the possibility of redemption. This is an unbearable book that has to be borne. Read it." So, I did. It is an utterly heartbreaking memoir, and Beah is a profoundly gifted writer.
"The Tio Chair from New Zealand-based Conscious Design is green in more ways than one. Designed by Nathan Goldsworthy, Stu Barr and James Whitta, Tio’s wood frame is environmentally-friendly, built from selectively-logged pine from managed forests, and put together with water base adhesives free of any dangerous toxins." www.consciousdesign.co.nz
I've recently re-read Marie-Claire Blais' La Belle Bête and it is still depressing and disturbing. Disturbingly depressing.
Last year, Shiva lent me a fascinating article in the New York Times on Marjane Satrapi's Persepolis: The Story of a Childhood. I've never been a fan of the "graphic novel" (aka the comic book). I've read Chris Ware (beautitul, yet heartbreaking) and Chester Brown. Probably and for that reason alone, it took me over a year to finally sit down to read her work. Persepolis is a stunning memoir, and I especially loved her conversations with God.
"In 1978, Murakami was in the bleachers of Jingu Stadium watching a game between the Yakult Swallows and the Hiroshima Carp when Dave Hilton, an American, came to bat. According to an oft-repeated story, in the instant that Hilton hit a double, Murakami suddenly realized he could write a novel. He went home and began writing that night."
They might have one of the highest suicide and smoking rates in the world, but the Danes know how to rethink storage. "Straight from Pure Nomade in Denmark, the Hotel box concept is a brand new product to the market. It is neither a box, nor a piece of furniture, but all in between."

Born in Denmark, Tage Frid taught at the Rhode Island School of Design. In the next few weeks (or when his guidebook arrives), Krystuccia (who is pleased as punch!) will finally embark on building a chair. Luckily, they have made progress on voice recognition computer programs to compensate for the loss of my fingers when I accidentally saw them off.