An adorable photo from teofilstudios on this Thanksgiving Day

This photo is quite old but has always been one of my favorites.  Hope you like it…  Happy Thanksgiving everyone.

Creativity building upon previous creativity. Inspiration. Mashup. Collaboration.

Sound familiar ? Reminds of of the current ecosystem for the internet.

(found this video on We Love Viral )

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  Im going to say that fashion xport has been very busy so i havn’t been able to be here with you all sorry. Also happy thanksgiving i hope you’rs rocks and i hope you get all the food you hope 4. I want to say dark blues, browns, blacks, purples, and other colors are perfect for this month. Fall boots of fuzz are so happy i got mine for $120 at famous foot ware and make sure you get the waterproof stuff  so water doesn’t go through it. Make sure you take care of you’r boots too like brush them every once in a while. Skinny jeans light colored goes great with that i am waring my boots and my skinny jeans now. I hope you give thanks for thanksgiving to everyone to give them apprecation to everybody. Have a great thanks giving and go get some boots 2morrow. Have fun shopping if you’r going to that black friday sale that can get dangous at times. I love you and i hope you have a great time. Happy Thanks Giving and also i want to say godbless and if you are going somewere to travel drive careful all my love the FASHION XPORT.     THANKS

If you haven’t yet visited Ted Staunton’s Gallery of Record Labels from the first half of the twentieth century, you have been MAJORLY missing out.

Here are some reasons why:

I can’t freakin’ get enough of them. And there are a bajillion more where these came from. Check out the beautifully extensive gallery HERE.

Street Scene and Magazines...9x12 panel board...24 Nov 2009

Happy Thankgiving!

This week’s painting is wildly different from my Flint Hills series.  The Flint Hills were so simple in form and minimal in color and this one is just bursting with noise.  I had an image in my mind of what I wanted this to look like and I just kept tinkering with it trying to find that right feeling.  Last night I finally got to a point that I felt it was finished enough to move on.  Any new ideas could be applied to a future painting.  There were many “what ifs…” on this one.

New world ahead.
New opening.
Renewal energy is strong.

Lucks to all who are still stuck to that schedule. All the best!

A friend of mine is going to a wedding this weekend — Thanksgiving weekend! It sounded really odd to me at first, but then I started thinking about all the great things that a Thanksgiving wedding weekend could have! So if you are contemplating dates, here are some great reasons to have a Thanksgiving theme!

A great wedding party photo from The Wedding Lens! Wouldn't it be great to have everyone together for Thanksgiving too?

First, of course: FOOD! Turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing, cranberry sauce…. YUM! It’s all delicious, and it’s all pretty reasonably priced if you want to cook it yourself.

Second: family and friends! Thanksgiving is all about surrounding yourself with great family and wonderful friends. What’s a better time to show your gratitude? Get everyone together, eat a lot, drink a lot and celebrate! Plus, if friends and family were going to be traveling to your vicinity (or somewhere else), it’s a little more green to have their travel do double duty, right? Right.

Photo from The Wedding Lens

Third: colors and decorations. I’m a sucker for all things orange, so the fall season is particularly appealing to me. Everything is orange! Pumpkins, persimmons, sweet potatoes (not my fav, but orange!). All of these can combine for easy color decorating and natural decorations, especially if you’re in an area where leaves are changing. Nice, right?  Plus, with all these biodegradable decorations, well again, it’s just being green (but orange at the same time)!

I’d LOVE to see photos from a Thanksgiving weekend wedding! What do you think of the idea?

Happy Thanksgiving!

~ Natasha

Typical meat store in Qatar that you can find outside the mall and grocery stores.

Daniel Charles
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And some other colors, too. And they all form these stellar typographic designs that make me happy. So I wanted to share.

(images found courtesy of the always-inspirational WeLoveTypography.com)

Butterfly Garden; into frame from Bronx Zoo, New York, USA

Butterfly on a flower

Butterfly Garden at Bronx Zoo, Interested?? >>

Hi everyone,

I want everyone to know that I am not just the art guy at Thompson’s Originals but also a client. If you can’t love what you design then I just don’t see the joy in doing this sort of work.  So…yes I can be my biggest fan and therefore pardon my bias.

With that being said I recently purchased my Christmas wardrobe of T-shirts and the fine folks at Printfection got them printed and out to my door just in time for the Thanksgiving weekend.  In case anyone was wondering the quality of the t-shirt prints from Printfection, (my current choice of online printers) I decided to take a picture with my digital camera. As you can see that the shirts feature a large and bright, bold print and the colors come out flawlessly. True the colors on the darker T-shirts are not as vibrant as they are on the lighter T-shirts they still do stand out rather nicely from the darker shirt material.  (You can click on the image for a larger view.)

I invite everyone to have a further look at my Jolly-T’s Christmas store at www.thompsonstshirts.com or www.jolly-tshirts.com.

Well that’s all for now folks.  Wishing everyone a happy and safe Thanksgiving.

Matt Thompson

Everything seems so muted lately. I’s always looked like this, I guess I never realized it. The carpets are all a mixed variation of drab looking browns, beige and purple. The walls are an off eggshell with beige mixed into a crinkled pattern. The rich mahogany wood even looks dull. The stairs in both stairwells are all a muted blue color. Every so often a brighter color pops up like the oddly place muted pumpkin colored wall. Cubical are the same dull grey as the dirty concrete outside and the pieces of the building that are tiled are a mix of mucky looking blues. As fall lingers into winter the sky has remained cloudy grey and I realize my large wardrobe colors consist of something of old 40’s advertisement photos. Everything just seems so watered down.

I freaked out the other day when I saw some dinningware. Bright rainbow-colored plates danced across the screen. For once I felt like the people did when the first colored t.v.’s came out. I was mesmerized by the flash of colors which went by names of peacock, tangerine and lemon grass. It was amazing.  I went out and purchased peacock, which amounted to a bright blue. I marveled at this dish set. It was after the shopping high that I realized how dull my life has become. I got excited my dishes. I’m 23 and I got excited by dishes. I don’t think I’m cut out for this office anymore.

For more photos from this event click here.

That piece of paper is an ornament.

The ornament agrees with me.

Soon it will all pass and we can start another cycle.

This past weekend, I had a fabulous Girls Night Out with some of my BFFs as I got an early start in celebrating one of those milestone birthdays (actual birthday is 12/20. Mark it). I will not discuss which one it is just in case you err in my favor with your kind estimation. Whatever you guess, subtract a decade because as we all know — [fill in the blank] is the new [fill in the blank]. It’s almost cliché at this point. OK-not almost. Let’s just say I am old enough to feel as if time is moving faster than a [fill in the blank again]. See it’s moving so fast, I don’t have time to come up with the perfect analogy. At any rate, at this point in my life, I am most interested in that gem called “experience”. And by experience, I mean the philosophical definition – “the totality of the cognitions given by perception; all that is perceived, understood, and remembered.”

I have made a conscious decision to take a more active role in orchestrating memorable experiences. Sometimes great moments just show up and catch you totally off guard but sometimes you just got to make them happen. The surefire way to create such moments is to take your deepest passions and make it a total sensory experience. In other words, make sure that every single one of your senses is involved and enlivened. That way, when your memory begins to fade and someone asks you if you remember that time so long ago, perhaps a flash of something will come to you which might then open the floodgates to all of your wonderful memories.  Only time will tell what part of the memory remains but why not help memories along by building them. You can do this by being more in tune with how you experience life and more importantly how you experience your passions in their totality.

And this brings me back to my milestone celebration. So many elements came together to make it such a memorable experience. The soiree was held at Eatonville restaurant in the U Street corridor in Washington, D.C. which is my favorite part of town. The restaurant pays tribute to Zora Neale Hurston, my favorite author who wrote my favorite book “Their Eyes Were Watching God”, which is written in my favorite down south vernacular of African-Americans in lyrical prose and during my favorite period of history-the Harlem Renaissance. So quite naturally, with all that favorite-ness going on, it made perfect sense to have my party there with some of my favorite girlfriends. In the invite, I requested that the ladies dress up in the style of the Harlem Renaissance/Roaring Twenties. I was so ecstatic that they all obliged. These frail eels, (that’s 20s Harlem slang talk meaning pretty girls), made my night one I will never forget.

If I am blessed with the length of  many years, maybe one of the flappers from the party will come visit me on my 80^th birthday and we will sit on the porch and have some iced tea. Well maybe not. My birthday is in December. Scratch that. Perhaps over eggnog, we will sit by the Christmas tree and reminisce about all the fun we had and maybe one of us will bring up this night and we will argue about whether or not we dressed up in the 20s era or the 60s era and I will insist it was the 20s era because I should know- it was  my idea and party and she will say oh yeah that’s it and I will say, don’t you remember how we were draped down and looking fabulous— feathers in our hair,  long strings of pearls, long cigarette holders, fringe dresses, gloves, and fur and how every cat in the spot wished they had put on their finest zoot suit and had a fedora to tip as we swayed our hips on by and she will laugh and get up to try and demonstrate the flapper strut, then grab her back before sitting right back down and then she will say- wasn’t the party in Eatonville, Florida and I will say nah girl it was at a restaurant called Eatonville-don’t you remember my Zora, Zora, everywhere in those huge colorful murals, laughing in some and looking mean and impressive in others and she will say no I don’t remember that but I do remember those beautiful, glamorous chandeliers on the really high ceiling because I noticed them when I reached the top of the staircase and just stood there for awhile mesmerized by their sparkle and taking in all the beautiful, happy people below enjoying a spectacular night out and I will say-no chile, I don’t remember that but Oh how I remember that delicious southern cuisine-fried green tomatoes and catfish and jalapeno cheese grits and collard greens and corn bread and oatmeal pecan pie and she will say damn–you got a good memory because I don’t remember none of that but I do remember drinking a few Tracy-tinis and I will laugh and say you mean martinis, fool and she will say oh yes—Ha! Freudian slip! and then she will say how the live jazz added to the ambience as we told stories and joked and laughed and then I will remember something and tell her that I will be right back and I will slowly climb the stairs holding tight to the rail and minutes later I will return with the black feather boa I wore that night draped around my shoulders and I will do a little dance and she will laugh out loud and say girl, I can’t believe you still have that ratted old thing and I will run my fingers through the feathers and say I remember how soft these feathers felt on my neck all night long and I will tell her how when I was getting dressed, at the last minute,  I sprayed my favorite cologne on the boa and she will say I remember asking you what perfume you were wearing that night and I will ask her if she remembers what I told her and she will say you told me that a lady never reveals her fragrance, it’s the fragrance that reveals the lady and I will say that is absolutely right and that my mama always told me that and we will both smile at our collective memory, get tipsy off the eggnog, and start making  things up (like Michelle Obama was at the party) as two generations below beg us to tell them more stories about the good old days.

Build your memories with your senses and neither your memories nor your senses will fail you later.

Thanks to Bola, Connie, Courtney, Cree, Jane, Lisa, Michelle, Samantha, Sasha, and Wanda for making my ?th birthday celebration  a night to remember!

www.eatonvillerestaurant.com

And that’s a wrap!

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