You guessed it -- we're gearing up for Halloween. Our home has turned into a gothic haunted house. But wait! Snap out of Tim Burton mode. It's not that hallowed eve yet. Better hold off on the fog machines and get back to modern edge.
|AIKO black/grey sweater|
worn with cigarette pants and suede booties
(also my husband's black fedora
flung off frame)
Trivia: This is in my bathroom.
Luckily this weekend, I happened upon a consignment shop along 14th Street with lots of edge. And inside, I discovered a clothing line that revels in, well, lines. Have any of you come across AIKO?
I'm always curious when a design line speaks to me, so I quickly looked up AIKO on the web (what did we ever do before Google?). Curiosity gave way to surprise when I found the photo below of AIKO designer, Cynthia Mittweg. Note, this was after I had taken the photo above. I swear my shoji screen was there before I saw her grid below (which looks to me like paper laid out on the floor, pretty cool). Ah so, we must speak the same language.
Now, looking up from that floor, my mind crosses into another old photo of mine, this time of a ceiling at the California Academy of Sciences. The Academy's architecture revolves around sustainable design, energy efficiency and innovative technology -- I sense white lab coats and silicon chips just by looking at it. It seems so dizzyingly smart.
|Grid roof at the California Academy of Sciences|
But scientists, architects and designers are not the only ones with affinities for grids. The grid I find relaxing and look forward to at the end of most days is the Crossword. Others might unwind with yogic twists before bed. I prefer mental pretzels.
Unraveling my Gordian knot of thoughts smooths the muddle of the day away. The stark grid blurs as I fill the puzzle in. Eventually, hazy, black pixels seep through the white ones. And often, the last letters grow dim in the inky darkness of sleep.
|Crossword puzzle grid from PBS|