Alone Together.

In Andrew Lyman's series, Alone Together, the artist imagines stories of flirtation, friendship, and love between objects that - technically, anyway - don't have hearts: chimneys made of brick, white balloons, trays of sausage and rice, fingers dipped in milk. In his own words, he's "conjuring feelings of intimacy and solitude through manufactured and found interactions." Fascinating.

Visit Andrew Lyman's website, here.

Lick the Walls.

It's exceedingly difficult to make anything brown look attractive in photographs - I learned this the hard way while experimenting briefly with food photography. This room, at first glance, seems to be no exception. However, does your perception change when you're told the walls are made of chocolate?

In fact, artist Anya Gallaccio had a less-than-romantic vision when creating the installation, which is titled Stroke: "The desire to interact by picking, licking or stroking the chocolate-covered walls is almost compulsive. What is beautiful…becomes putrid and decayed."

Foulness of old and over-licked chocolate aside, I have to wonder also: will there be ants? 

Read more about Stroke, here.

A Day Past.

Lighthearted for Monday, (and just a day past Father's Day), a few snaps from an Instagram account that celebrates the sartorial brilliance of some of New York City's most stylish grandfathers. They've got covetable closets and, apparently, command of the city - of the gentleman with the cane three photos down, Instagram-er Christina Belchere writes, "Like 7 cabs stopped for him."

See more at FashionGrandpas, here. Thanks, MNChic. Happy Monday.

C'etait une nuit.

Bewitching words from Brigitte Bardot to start the weekend: 

"What was the happiest day of your life?" 

"It was a night."

I'll be back next week with stories about chocolate, and white balloons, and a new POV. Three links in the meantime:
-Sleep habits of geniuses.
-The perfect treehouse.
-Biscuit doughnuts. (Also, doughnuts and the people who look like them.) 

Have a very, very sweet one. 

In Confidence.

I imagine these images by photographer Anna Ladd would strike a chord with anyone who's shared something personal on a blog or to a social media audience. Part of a series called Things I Told the Internet, But Didn't Tell My Mom, each image shows a direct quote from writing Anna's posted online "but never talked about in person."

With my POV series, I've often wondered who's out there reading: friends? Strangers? People who I've met randomly in coffee shops and on street corners, who find my site later? It's mind-boggling sometimes to think of sharing such personal material with people I don't know in real life - but it's liberating, too, and more rewarding than I could possibly have imagined. (So thank you, again, for reading.)

Found via Ignant. Happy Thursday!