This 100-square-foot “alcove studio” (broom closet) at 14 Convent Avenue in Harlem may seem pricey at $1,275 per month. But can you really put a price on the freedom that comes with not having to worry about how to organize your “entertainment center” or where to put your “clothes” or “any of your belongings,” because there’s absolutely no space for them? You can’t. You can’t do it. [NYDN]
Like, you don’t actually love them and you know you don’t, but you know you could. You realise that you could easily fall in love with them. It’s almost like the bud of a flower, ready to blossom but it’s just not quite there yet. And you like them a lot, you really do. You think about them often, but you don’t love them. You could, though. You know you could.
n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate…
There’s a name for it o.o. Where has this been ALL MY LIFE?
The Museum of Endangered Sounds is trying to preserve the technological sounds of the recent and distant past — like the sing-songy Nokia cell phone ringtone,the blurpy Speak & Spell and the warm hiss of a vinyl record. I gotta say that hearing a dial-up modem connection again made my neck muscles tighten. The site has been around for awhile but admit it, isn’t it time to re-hear a Ma Bell push button? — Heidi
Shot over a period of 18 months, Italian photographer Gabriele Galimberti’s project Toy Stories compiles photos of children from around the world with their prized possesions—their toys. Galimberti explores the universality of being a kid amidst the diversity of the countless corners of the world; saying, “at their age, they are pretty all much the same; they just want to play.”