Thursday, 17 February 2011

Lauri Faggioni...Toys come to life!*




As an only child growing up in the countryside, especially when I was young, I would turn to my toys and escape into childish adventures...sometimes into exotic jungles with tigers and lions, forests with bears and foxes, or under the deep blue sea with whales, jellyfishes and all the other mysterious creatures. It is not surprising that most of my childhood dreams are of my toys coming to life - velvet rabbits hopping around my ankles, patchwork puppies fetching falling stars, canvas teddybears with button eyes holding my hand with their paws..If this ever happened it would have been a small childhood fantasy come true!
Even now, i find myself digging up and saving old toys that I find in vintage markets or charity shops, because underneath the material, thread and stuffing Im sure there is a little heart that beats..and I simply cant resist!
Which brings me to my point..that there is another person, a fantastic artist, that shares the same exact feelings and thoughts as me are only difference is that she has brought these creatures to life!*Lauri Faggioni* I came across her work in a video clip of Devendra Banhart's 'A ribbon'. The video clip is a masterpiece, the adventures of a red ribbon traveling through nature and encountering animals and plants that all come to life in the presence of the ribbon. It is made with stop animation, hence how all the creatures are animated...in perfect harmony with Devendra's singing and music.
Lauri Faggioni's little creatures are also featured in Michel Gondry's 'Science of Sleep' where a young couple, experimenting with dreams, love and attempting to understand the complexities of a relationships - fuse reality and dreams together bringing in  all the fantastical world Lauri Faggioni has created.

Look at the birds! and the mushrooms! and the little swaying coral worms! and the curly jellyfish tentacles! its so so beautiful! One day I will show this to my children over and over again!

Devendra Banharts - A Ribbon (Nino Rojo)


 I want to live in the bright paper house*


Please check out her website!

Early Morning Thoughts*

Photo of Roses - ffffound.com

Amongst the paperwork I brought back from my university years in Bath, I came across a piece of paper that I had written down a thought last winter...This is was a reoccuring thought that followed me throughout my dewy morning walks to the bus stop on my daily travels to university. 
In my final year, I lived in a cottage with three dear friends of mine close to the city centre. A little further from our house was a small park where every morning and after sun fall (when I would return home) I would walk across. I would always come across a duck couple - I had suspicions that they were lovers in their previous life - But my thoughts while walking through this small square were not of love, or lovers (surprisingly!)...but of other things.
"I suppose its natural to be overwhelmed, almost to the verge of tears, whenever I see the sea in its natural...having grown up in a sea side country where the sea is the backbone of our Mediterranean nature and serves as every vessel in which we pour into it our love, rage, sadness, loneliness, laughter , every human memory, the sea has taken on a motherly figure for me. Now having found myself in England for the past four years, and only ever seeing the sea on my summer vacations back at home, the sea has become a hazy gray memory, shimmering somewhere in my mind...Enclosed in an urban environment and with my feet only ever touching anything but concrete, stone or asphalt, this makes me take joy in the little transitions that take place on my daily walk. The earth is coated with asphalt, and her attempts to breathe grow through the cracks of payments. Sometimes she is given freedom, patches of grass and mud known as parks. Hence the importance of the small park in my thoughts...I take great joy in the second my stride lifts off the asphalt and onto the soft damp breathe. At that moment I can breathe. What a private and solitary joy, that allows for the Mediterranean to come flushing back to me and for moments I can almost smell the sea..I don't know whether to laugh or cry. I am back beneath the waves, feeling the cradle  of the sea wrap around me. Ones experience with nature can surface ones true primal self..."