michael lange > airbus a340 - the mega-check

hhstyle.com > isamu noguchi [japanisch, aber mit bildern]

richard serra at the guggenheim museum bilbao

phaidon press > sample, 100 designers, 010 curators | cuttings from contemporary fashion

naomi fisher > what's a little blood amongst friends, cibachrome, 2004

london leben: explosions at the tube

video: munk & james murphy: kick out the chairs > gomma, dann mixtapes/videos, dann videos, boy, how i love these flash navs

[via flavorpill nyc]

We're down on our knees and we've nothing to say Nothing to say Nothing to say...

here come the warm jets, still one of my favourites, [The whole thing seems to be vaguely about praying or being on your knees (rather than just one or two verses on this thread) although given the title of the song it could be about being on your knees doing something quite different I suppose. Crowded House had an album called "The Temple Of Low Men" which I am told, although I'd never encountered the phrase myself, has sexual connotations which may also fit in vaguely here - given my interpretation on the "praying" front.]

sehr gut: markus flatscher > agrypnia, a vanilla site (vanilla, sth. I still deeply adore....)

falls Sie das noch nicht kennen, es ist sehr sehr gut. elektrosmog > no office