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January 15, 2017

Perhaps this is the reason that modern designers – Rand, Munari, Lionni etc. – always seem to end their career ls designing children’s books. The children’s book is the purest to venue of the designers/authors because the content is negligible and the evocative potentials is unlimited. 

The choice of projects in each designer’s oeuvre lays out a map of interests and proclivities. And the way those projects are parsed out, disassembled, reorganized and rendered reveals a philosophy, an aesthetic position, an argument and a critique. 

○ イ・ラン – プロペラ ○

December 17, 2016

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Practising the dance and make me happy.

Lullaby

December 14, 2016

Bananafish Riso Lullaby

Designed this music board for our monthly workshop.

Painting for the Wind。。。

May 23, 2014

Painting for the Wind

May 20, 2014

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在风中侧耳倾听,听风的声音而感知四季的变化。簌簌地、哗哗地。

伸手抓一把空气中的风,迅速地放在耳边,听细微的音符跳动的节奏。春夏是最好的倾听时节,别带耳机,别走得太快。用上天赐予我们的礼物来捕捉静悄悄:蚂蚁搬家,小草破土,树芽变绿,随风起舞的旋转。

为风作画。

This is the second time I paint for the wind. Whisper of the wind, whisper of the heart.  A call wanders into my ear and heart. The call is so strong and overwhelming and attracting.  I cannot resist the seduce to follow its pleasance.
The life seems be back to normal and change is going to happen. At least what I am trying to turn into a new direction, no matter it is good or bad. And I say to myself:

Listen to the wind, follow it, do not look back.

minä perhonen pin

May 2, 2014

The first collection of minä perhonen of mine, a little pin for autumn and winter days. minä perhonen is always an inspiration brand for my painting, the beauty and subtle thinking.

Hopefully in the near future, I can go visit its shop in Japan.

Wandering Notes

March 27, 2014

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PAINTING FOR THE WIND

Out a hole in a bag filled with needs of any kind and places the bag where there is wind.

1961 Summer

暖冬年味

January 28, 2014

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Framed this hand-made picture in our living room.

“A pale view of hills” publishing series shoot!

January 15, 2014

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レター 01 by mina-perhonen

December 21, 2013

a Sunday morning dream of Bananafish.

Running by the River

December 20, 2013

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轻柔薄稀的晨雾
木头小路蜿蜒向前
跑啊,跑啊
我轻声歌唱
这个世界对我
是诚恳和温柔的

一如我对他的心意

跑啊,跑啊
我轻声歌唱

2014 Bananafish Calendar

December 12, 2013

Some selected polaroid photos Wei and I took together. All took in different places and countries, when we were alone or fell in love with each other and moved to Paris for a while to know each other better.
You can have it here.

I still remember (or never forget) the first time we met accidentally online.

“Do you think today is particularly quiet?”
“Yeah, I can only hear bird tweeting over my window.”

This is the beginning of our story. No hi, no greetings, just like we have been friends all the time. I love that romantic moment.

From Seeds to Fruits

August 13, 2013

My little boy had planted the tomato seeds with us at the end of April. During this period, he always watered them and took care of them. After four months’ growing, we get those orange baby tomatoes in our balcony with green leaves! The seeds we bought were orange tomato not the red ! They are so beautiful and lovely. We are going to pick them (only five :)) and let him eat them directly.

He may gradually realizes how things come out from the very beginning: seeds-sprout-leaves-flowers-fruits.

Colourful Life

August 2, 2013

Cannot wait to tell you this stop motion movie produced by me and my husband Wei! To memorize the summer of 2013, Bananafish Books is living a colourful life in a new city and a happy daily life over here.
Will come soon in our online shop‘s header screen.

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August 1, 2013

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Recently made magnetic bookmark for the book I am reading: 《小银和我》by Spanish poet Juan Romon Jimenez. Thank you for my dear little crying tomato that helped the shooting. Cutie little hands, I particularly love the fifth one.

Me and Today’s sunshine

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Eh…… I am thinking: how could I connect nature, green, water with such a hot day? Nostalgic feelings suddenly filled in my brain. I can still remember 3 years ago, back to 2010 summers days in Shanghai, and I was pregnant. Alone and stuck in that renting room, I tried to make the same hot days as cool as possible by adopting all the ways I could use around the house, to beat the boredom of staying alone. Paper, rubble stamps, watercolor painting, wooden linen cut, linen cloth, magnetic bookmarks, notebooks, etc., what a busy routine!

I miss it, and miss everything that makes me more beautiful and days interesting.

“When people run in circles
It’s a very very
Mad World”

当人们的日子就这样循环往复
这真是一个非常非常
疯狂的世界

Gary Jules “Mad World”

Cloud Stones

July 31, 2013

Cloud stones “hit” onto my sketch book. (actually the effect of PS to my watercolor painting)

Just back from our holiday trip of this summer. Three of us go back to ordinary life again. Wei stays in Shanghai till the end of August. The little one and I play things we like at home.

A lot of thoughts of watercolor dots painting image in my mind. Brainstorming of later days’ painting is quite fun. I really like the simple sketches of what I can understand towards the drawing. I like drawing, particularly not the complicated ones. I like drawing and painting all in a line of simple and naive, pure and childish styles. The growing-up (progress in something) can be another meaning.

Keep cool! Recently watching TV series: パンとスープとネコ日和 《面包和汤和猫咪好天气》specially recommend~ the series version of the movie Kamome Shokudo 《海鸥食堂 》which is also performed by Satomi Kobayashi 小林聪美。

She

July 30, 2013

今年44岁的原田知世。要像她一样优雅地走下去。

In the Woods

July 27, 2013

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Summer 2013

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July 2, 2013

July 1, 2013

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Rainy days

June 29, 2013

“I always like walking in the rain, so no one can see me crying.”
― Charles Chaplin

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June 11, 2013

Various style brands from the site Ambidex.
Summer with colors! Imagine they could be my style references…

I hadn’t been blogging here for a long time. It has been nearly 3 months since my husband left home for training in Shanghai in the end of March. At the very beginning I thought I would not get used to the life without him. Well, you know, it turns out I am not. The intimacy between this little boy and I is getting denser and denser day by day which relieves me from missing of Wei. Sad as it is?

hia, hia, Love can only focus on one person!

The best time

May 19, 2013

暐的新起点

March 24, 2013

Wei will leave Nanchang for Shanghai about 3 months. Finally finally, a job hunter’s destination arrives. He found a job he loves: car designer.

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud

March 19, 2013

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

_William Wordsworth

from here: Poetry Foundation_A child’s garden of poetry.

Spring

February 24, 2013

Waiting for the spring. Lots of baby green colors are around our house.

蓝色盐巴

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