there must be a color named “malaysian blue” - if there isn’t, i think i’ll name it. it’s the color of the sea in malaysia, the impossible mixture of green and blue, unbelievably dreamy and beautiful.

phone-sex is theather. an artificial passion play in real-time, directed by a skilled verbal fantasist, with only one possible conclusion.

a photo book of phone-sex workers at home, along with their stories, by phillip toledano.

stumbled upon a flickr set with beautiful photography and a voyeuristic edge: daily contents dyptics.

faces + content of their bags. it’s addictive and beautifully done. i chose this dyptic because i’ve just got myself a little camera like one of those pictured above, the split-cam. the description on its microsite reads “the most schizophrenic 35mm camera to ever land in your palms.” .
sounds promising, can’t wait to see the first roll!

every single time i get home, she runs to her spot, lays on her back and gets ready for some serious cuddling on the belly. :D

these have been piling on my shelves, coming from random places and addictions. i like the fact that only the red ones made it to shanghai. very china-like.

more organized collections.

hanzillion is a (recently started) photo project*, a collection of the zillion hanzi, or chinese characters, found on the streets of china.
it works as my homework: when i hunt for them, my photographic memory starts to remember their strokes and forms. which i desperately need to do, since i have at least some 3000 to go before i can read a newspaper…

and yet, foreign as 99.9% of these characters still are to me, i can’t but marvel at their mystery, different typographies and simple beauty. it’ll be a work in progress, for a very long time.

* i just can’t seem to get enough of them!

mirror cities: a beautiful shortcut between lisbon & tokyo.