you still believe in me
by jebni on November 26, 2004
Oh, Hon and I both bought Wouldn’t It Be Nice: Brian Wilson and the Making of the Beach Boys’ Pet Sounds from Junkudo, a huge bookstore in Osaka that might only have about ten shelves of books in English, but (…)
categorisation exxxtreme
by jebni on November 26, 2004
Yesterday we spent an amazing afternoon in Asakusa, Tokyo, in a street containing specialised shops that will sell you everything you’d need if you were setting up a restaurant. Plastic window display food? Check. (The companies that do this are (…)
love hotel
by jebni on November 22, 2004
Hon, Lena and I wandered into a “love hotel” (a hotel specially built for illicit, quickie trysts) in Osaka, just to see how tacky it was (it was maginificent — photos soon). Usually you don’t even have to deal with (…)
double sided, double density
by jebni on November 18, 2004
I’m in Japan! Crazy! In the Tobu department store in Tokyo, there’s an incredible food section that completely outshines any kind of food fetishism that I have ever seen on the planet. The most expensive, sweet smelling strawberries I’ve ever (…)
home
by jebni on November 12, 2004
I’m at the Sydney Design Symposium, and in a session on “cultural discipline”, Norm Sheehan’s been talking about indigenous knowledges being disciplined out of existence. He just said the most amazing thing about the perceived inauthenticity of Australian culture — (…)
another
by jebni on November 10, 2004
The old comrades just seem to be fading away: Adrian’s dead. I hadn’t seen him for years, and never knew him very well, but by some weird coincidence I’d been thinking about him recently. Ten years ago, I was telling (…)
in public
by jebni on November 6, 2004
The sweet smell of roasting capsicums is wafting into the study, and I’m struggling to find a coherent voice in which I can write about all the stuff that’s going on right now. A lot of my work with Storybox (…)