poor layout choice

Spotted on Hastings and Lakewood. My life's dream is to have this posted on FailBlog.

narcisstic art

For the person who has everything, but can't get enough of themselves: art made of your own DNA. I can think of a few ways to DIY a project like this, but if you seek a more sanitary and costly route, head on over to DNA11. Send in a cheek swab, pick your colors and 6-8 weeks and hundreds of dollars later you'll have a truly original piece of art that can also tell you who your real father is.

obamicon me

This is as political as you'll see me get on this blog. No doubt this website has lost a lot of steam post-election, but I've resigned myself to Johnny-come-lately status and delight in the opportunity to bask in the same red, white and bluish light that shines on Obama. (sidebar... my MacBook's spell check does not yet recognize the word Obama and instead suggest 'Alabama'. Rich.)

Obamicon yourself c/o Paste Magazine here.

love is all around us

Spotted at Armani Exchange, Robson Street: An adorable pixellated heart made out of hundreds of condoms.

Spotted at Cardero & Alberni: A decidedly phallic piece of concrete.

recessionarium

Spotted in the mailroom of my building:
Left: For Sale - a $2,300 watch, barely worn. Will accept best offer.
Right: A poster from the owners of the building's Penthouse noting that they are undergoing a full-scale renovation (my building is approximately 3 years old).



Spotted at the fine establishment Yoko Yaya in International Village: A men's dress shirt for $3.00 (the regular price). I didn't get a chance to check the material composition, but I'd be surprised if it was greater than 0.5% cotton.

exhibitionist

I spent the better part of my afternoon today decked out in a hardhat, steel-toed boots and a fluorescent vest. Though I've been known to wear similar outfits for a night-on-the-town, this occasion was for a tour of the under-construction Vancouver Convention & Exhibition Centre (scheduled for completion early March)

Arguably the most amazing view in the city. This glass is imported from Austria for some reason.

The interior walls on the main level are all covered with tiny pieces of cedar in various shapes and sizes. A robotic machine in Victoria assembled the different shapes to fit together. It's meant to look like giant stacks of lumber: the North and South walls are small pieces made to look like the ends, and East and West walls are longer pieces that look like the sides of a pile.


No tacky ballroom chandeliers here. The roof is lined with cedar planks and randomly placed lamps light the space. I love this.

when things get too real...

Spotted in my kitchen: A feather stuck to a free-range, organic egg.