Thursday, October 2, 2008

Take Me To Your...


...well, you know. Sorry for being absent - My cold has been dragging on and dragging me along with it. I took the Short One to the pediatrician today, to make sure he hadn't acquired a chest infection of any kind, and the doctor said we just got unlucky and were experiencing bad back-to-back colds. Oh, well, at least the SO is okay. We just have to drag through the next week, I think.

At any rate, here's some new work from me. When we were in NYC, we took the SO down to SoHo to buy him a toy at Kid Robot. I don't know if anyone else is familiar with Japanese "art toys" or not. They are basically rather off-beat, often cartoonish sculptural works. They are sometimes weird, sometimes offensive (at least to me - you may feel differently), but many of them are truly wacky and wonderful. Anyway, the SO came away with this little white alien guy with an outsie bellybutton (the SO calls him a "white alligator" and he currently lives with the SO's safari animal set). I ended up turning the trip into a shopping opportunity for myself as well, though, and bought several zipper pulls and a cell phone charm, thinking they might make an interesting charm bracelet. The zipper pulls come in "blind boxes", meaning that you won't know which zipper pull - out of a series - you are purchasing until you open the box. However, I found that the bright colors of the ones I obtained worked reasonably well together.

Thanks for visiting!

2 comments:

Cindy Gimbrone said...

Oooo Melissa, I love the Japanese toys. I know I've told you before but my son is a rabid fan of all things Japanese. So our house is stuffed full of small little cartoons and he's got a wall full of manga.

Love what you did with the toys and they are so so so adorable! Your work is always full of adorable-ness and elegance. Quite a unique combination that few designers pull off well. You do it fabulously!

Anime-ly yours,
Cindy

Melissa J. Lee said...

Thanks so much, Cindy! I have to admit, I have a few more keychains etc. lying around waiting to be strung into bracelets. I think having kids lets you re-live your childhood to a certain extent...