Central Melbourne houses a most excellent T-Shirt shop. Aoi can be found in the Red Lane of the QV complex or if you get itchy fingers immediately check them out online too. www.aoi-t.com. Aoi are a Japanese design wonderland who make cotton and bamboo t-shirts that fit and wear well, have cool designs and use posters like above to promote their product. Pretty much I was sold on the concept first walking into the store, but Hachi sealed the deal. It in the details like the lay out, the welcoming staff, and a high strike rate of having the t-shirt design I really want available in my size. Aoi sell T-shirts so the stock is not out of financial reach like a new Rolls Royce for most people, but the quality and style will have you feeling fresh and funky regardless. Quality is a must for t-shirts; otherwise they end up looking rough and find life as painting shirts etc. I have Aoi shirts that after 2 years still like spick and span. I'm telling you it is quality that makes all the difference. This store happens to score a high grade of quality in all areas of their business. Yay for them, Yay for Aoi and yay for Hachi.
SUGARBEE XX 08/03/13
Young love is the sweetest thing ever, and if those two aren't in love, I'm not sure what love is. The posture, the holding hands and the longing look into each other's eyes. She is very happy, and we can assume he is too, and that happiness is infectious. It made me smile; it likely made a number of people passing by smile too. I don't know who they are, just kids out and about, but I wish them well. Young love rarely last, but it stands you in good stead for future life. I wonder if these two are still together, that however is not my concern, that is in the hands of cupid.
SUGARBEE XX 07/03/13
Here we have the local village closest to the place I currently call home. Preston West Village. What you can't see are the boutique cafes, shops, a friendly IGA (should stand for Independent Grocers of Awesomeness), the post office and a fish & chip shop. What you can see however is a collection of wires threading their way across the sky, too low for planes, perfect for utilities like lighting, phones and power in amongst tram wires. This is the busy, this is industry pumping along day and night, keeping us powered and safe and arriving on time. What catches my eye is the juxtaposition of busy next to old drab lifeless buildings looking like they house curtain sellers or accountants, and such things. Preston West is a funny mix, and as much as I don't find the building in the photo with vertical blinds attractive, I would almost be sad to see it change. It represents long hot summers that never end, something akin to a cowboy town. I imagine a river flowing not far from here, maybe a street or two behind what we see, railway lines carrying no more than one train per day, and of course an old walk bridge that sits above the rail lines to keep the towns folk safe when crossing. I once walked across such a bridge when I was young, holding Poppas hand, in a place much like this, named Huntly which I assume hasn't much changed in all those years.
SUGARBEE XX 06/03/13
This is a collection of lanterns falling down down down. Eventually
they must hit the ground, unless this is the edge of the earth in which case the lanterns would fall forever into outer space. Imagine hitching a ride into outer space on a
Chinese lantern. The perfect vehicle for when you realized you were approaching
tired you could simply turn around and climb up the strand back
to earth. But then low and behold physics gets in the way and here's why: Your return climb would
have to be at least twice as fast as the outgoing journey, depending on the
speed of the fall. You are now going against the tide, and
having to move, as opposed to being carried, so some
serious work is involved. And it’s not only a climb, more of an obstacle race as each
lantern requires you to move your body around rather than just up. Did you come
with safety gear? It needs to be accounted for because of its weight and design. How heavy is this safety gear? Are you required to clip and unclip the
heavy harness? Is it comfortable gear to carry or clunky and difficult? Suddenly you see the time it takes to get you home has increased by a
factor of many. How far did you let yourself be carried? Not too far I hope. Perhaps just see the lanterns fall and dream of where they go, then toddle off to the kitchen, make yourself a peanut butter sandwich and
be grateful that home is where you are right now.
SUGARBEE XX 05/03/13
This little bear is jumping off the page he is so excited that you have come for a visit. This little bear he does so care that you came for a visit. This little bear was unaware that you were on your way over until I whispered in his ear that you were already halfway here. Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, this little bear does care. This little bear loves the fact that you have come to say hello, this little bear pulls you up a chair and offers scones with jam. This little bear, his name is Sam. This little bear has a pet lamb. Hooray for a small bear named Sam who happily owns a woolly lamb. You said no to the scones and jam and now Sam and his lamb will eat all the jam with gusto. Such is the tale we tell.
And might I just say a HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my Grandpa! x
SUGARBEE XX 04/03/13
This event always makes me smile. I love nature, and I love little birds, and I especially love the songs they sing in their morning hour. I believe it is around 4 am that birds wake up, before the sun rises, in fact they may just be the earliest risers on earth. So when you see a sparrow like this one cleaning up crumbs mid day, keep in mind for him or her it may well be late afternoon, maybe the last snack of the day. This has me wondering what the routine of the average sparrow is and indeed how different is a sparrows routine from say a pigeon, a tui, or even an emu is. I say appreciate the birds, love the birds, feed the birds but keep it healthy, apparently white bread does nasty things to a birds belly. Enjoy their company but dare to imagine a world with no birds. Designed that way I wonder what would stand in the place of birds, if anything, and I wonder if there were no birds, how that might affect our design, keeping in mind that nature is perfectly built to fit together. Would we have wings? I might like that, born to fly.
SUGARBEE XX 03/03/13
Today is a short write up, I am running tight on time, but the poetry in this comes in where 470 is quite a large number, depending on its relationships in time. Enjoy that thought, maybe find 470 little things you love along the way. Until next time . . .
SUGARBEE XX 02/03/13
