When is Art, Art?
Recently I’ve been dabbling with what would otherwise be called art because I’ve got little else to describe it as—but when is Art, Art? As I develop as a human, turning more adult by the…
The power of the Ego
Ego, Ego I got one, you got one, and now we equal Sometimes it makes you trip out on your people Sometimes it has connotations of evil Sometimes niggas call on it when they need…
Scandinavian Modernist Design + Chair = British Staple?
From the land of mispronounced words came a chair so modernist it was just strange enough to be iconic—IKEA’s Poäng Chair (ee-key-yah’s po-eng ch-air) If the image you are seeing above this confuses you, then I…
A quick christmas monlogue on loss
2016—the year we seemingly lost everyone. Though we needn’t loose sight of what’s ahead. Let’s be fair, we haven’t lost everyone but we have lost a few faces, this lovely face being one of them—even…