Hello, I'm Yujean. I live in Philadelphia and like books, foxes, and espresso.
from the past year, home & overseas
I spent the better half of a recent Sunday afternoon poring over the sixth issue of Elephant Magazine. One of the featured artists is Nomoco, whose pieces manage to be emotive and whimsical. (And beautiful, of course!) Skill aside, I'm also drawn to these because she repeatedly incorporates my favorite shades of blue and green.
Copped her bio from her agency, Bernstein & Andriulli:
Nomoco was born in Japan and currently lives in London. She graduated from Osaka University of Arts, Japan, majoring in Graphic Design, subsequently graduating from London College of Communication, UK, with a BA in Graphic Design / Illustration, and Central Saint Martins College of Art & Design, UK, with an MA in Communication Design, majoring in Illustration.
She has exhibited her work in solo and group exhibitions in London, Milan, Tokyo, Singapore and New York. Nature and the French horn are her inspiration, and she enjoys playing with ink and its organic movement. She also produces work under her full name Kazuko Nomoto.
Images via Pocko and Bernstein & Andriulli.
August 19th, 2011 | Tags: kazuko nomoto, nomoco | 2 comments
from the past year, home & overseas
Here's a thing about boring images: I gravitate towards taking them. For every photo of mine that I think is successfully fraught with meaning and/or interesting composition, I have countless others that are just like hundreds of other photos I've taken. They nestle smack center in my comfort zone together. Here's a few.
|From the Czech Republic:||From my home:|
|From my home:||From the Poconos:|
From now on I'm challenging myself not to shoot at this angle unless it's absolutely imperative.
August 3rd, 2011 | One comment
I've been riding this summer lull for a few weeks where I feel perfectly content holing up with a book and going stretches of time without socializing. So when I got a text message sometime last week saying, "We've been invited to a cabin the Poconos tonight" it came as a surprise even to myself when I agreed without fully thinking about it. Doubts emerged when I rushed home and blindly tossed together an overnight bag. I was about to call my friends and erase myself from these plans when a text message promptly alerted me that our caravan was waiting in front of my house.
We arrived several hours later, at about 10pm, and left at 3pm the next day. This happened in between:
The cabin was a cabin indeed - very Americana with a sailboat motif.
|Ellington in the morning.||We went swimming, of course.|
(Good thing I didn't back out after all!)
August 1st, 2011 | 2 comments
I was many miles away from home a few days ago, off being a wild, young, and carefree thang. My summery adventure came to a sudden halt when I found myself shouting about a shooting pain in my right hand. Almost immediately, I saw a bee - or was it a wasp? - fly away.
Now my hand looks like this. The sting's on the side of my middle finger's second knuckle. Later that night, I was also blessed with a mosquito bite on the first knuckle of that same finger. I'm allergic to mosquitoes, so the one-two punch of this sting and bite have effectively transformed my right hand into a swollen, bloated puff.
A second interesting thing happened last night. My friend Hannah is visiting from Boston, and we met for dinner at the sushi restaurant Fat Salmon. The food and service were both stellar, but I don't think the guy sitting next to us thought so because he proceeded to vomit all over his table.
What a strange weekend this has been.
July 31st, 2011 | 2 comments
Kathryn and I have been taking care of our friend's cat for a few days. His name is Tea. He's deaf, so he doesn't wake up from sleep unless you pet him or walk past him very closely. Tea is a living, breathing marshmallow-cloud hybrid. I'd say he's an angel, but he has a habit of repeatedly nuzzling against my legs right after I've applied sunscreen, which apparently doubles as an adhesive when humidity, a heat wave, and cat fur enter the equation. He also does this right after I come home from working out (read: sweaty) or out of the shower. This makes me feel crazy, so I make a fuss, but he doesn't hear a thing I say.
One eye is green and the other is blue.
His favorite place to sleep in our apartment is this paper bag.
He scratched a hole into one of the bag's corners. He'll crawl in and stick one of his legs out through the hole, then blindly reach his way around. An invitation to play, basically.
July 21st, 2011 | 2 comments
I highly recommend the movie Dogtooth if you haven't seen it. The entire film is beautiful & provocative, coming from someone who doesn't last through movies in their entirety all that often. More specifically, I tend to leave the room (for good) within the first 5 minutes. Kathryn & I put this on last night while eating homemade pizza, and I was completely mesmerized. After it was over, we talked about it for a long time, googled its reviews and read them outloud.
If you're interested, here is a spoiler-free synopsis.
July 20th, 2011 | Tags: dogtooth | One comment
there's a bright one caught your fancy eye
Like I promised earlier, here are some more pictures from our lake getaway two weekends ago. Thank you to Chris for sending me these!
July 6th, 2011 | 5 comments
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