i was eating crepes at my friend’s house yesterday around 9 in the evening (most of which looked like deformed sea creatures instead of beautifully golden thin discs of frenchness) and before i could even realize it the light-hearted conversation plunged down the spiral of topics such as meaning of life, education, friendship and here we were reading poems from the glowing white screens of our iPhones in a darkened room uninterrupted by police sirens outside Benefit street.
What I wanted to say is that yesterday i blanked on this poem, which i find perhaps the most beautiful, the most touching and the most profound of anything I have read recently. What i wanted to do is to have it here among other things that are to a certain degree dear to me in the anticipated long run. Not for nights like yesterday, but for mornings like today.
(Michael Palmer, 1981)
[New purchase écal]
In the spring of 2009, Samira Bouabana and Angela Tillman Sperandio founded the blog Hall of Femmes, the very starting point of the project. Over the next three years, the readers could follow their meetings with some of the world’s most prominent female designers, as well as exploring some of the lesser known sides of the industry. The blog entries range from the beaches of Coney Island in the 1940’s to contemporary Stockholm – they are humorous, moving and insightful. The personal and initiated tone is always present. When they post the last entry, in February 2013, the circle of readers has grown swiftly alongside with the project.
Sweden : Oyster Press, 2013
Photos: ECAL / Leonoor Knulst, assisted by Lena Nyffenegger
We’re very excited to carry a number of Hall of Femmes titles in our online store!
strangers on bikes and sometimes next to bikes
people and pigeons crossing
last week i was in amsterdam