The Names Brand is one of those incredibly simple business ideas that's either a stroke of genius or a flash in the pan (or maybe both). Names Brand prints unornamented lists of pop-culture characters, from the obvious to the obscure, in large Helvetica type on solid-color t-shirts. That's it: From the monikers of the A-team to the Obama bunch, you can pretty much have anything you want, as long as it fits on the front of a preshrunk cotton tee.
Next month, Chad Ludeman, president of the firm PostGreen, will move into the first completed 100K House, an infill development he and his team built in the New Kensington neighborhood of Philadelphia. As the name suggests, the goal of the project was to spend just $100,000 to build a modern, green, 1000-square-foot home. Ludeman and his wife, Courtney, will be the guinea pigs in an experiment they've blogged and photographed in great detail from the earliest planning phases all the way through construction. The results look promising indeed, and we'll be featuring photos of the Ludemans' home when it's ready.
With all the romanticism about mid-century modernism, it's fascinating to crack open a time capsule and see how people really decorated their domestic spaces back in the mid-twentieth century: Check out this real estate listing or a house in the Hill neighborhood of St. Louis, built (and decorated) in 1955—and not lived in since.
Like so many L.A. stories, the tale of the Courtyard House begins with a lucky break. One day in 2001, Thomas Robertson got a call from a friend he hadn’t seen in ages. The friend told him that his elderly aunt needed companionship in her twilight years, and that she owned an empty lot in a posh West Los Angeles neighborhood. Would Tom like to design a home they could live in together? “I thought he was joking,” Robertson recalls. And just like that, he had his first house commission.
It's an understatement to say that we're living in a weird time, but when it comes to all things automotive, it's especially trippy. A few months ago, we were either lamenting or welcoming a permanent regime of punishing European-style gas prices that would change our driving habits forever.
The first few paragraphs of a recent New York Times article on architect Gary Chang's Hong Kong apartment read like a scene from a dystopian novel—from the Wii screen that "analyzes" Chang's movements, to the yellow-tinged light that spills through the window, simulating sunshine in the smog-choked megametropolis.
I don't know about you, but I check theselby.com, photographer Todd Selby's website, weekly to see if anyone I know, admire, despise, and/or am insanely jealous of shows up. Selby's stylish color photos of artists, filmmakers, actors, and designers in their living/work spaces diverge from similar spreads in Vanity Fair and Harper's Bazaar due to the fact (or maybe just the feeling) that his subjects don't decorate their digs after they've been chosen for the project. All the clutter, eclecticism, and affectation appear authentic.