starting from scratch

this blog is dead to me - unless of course i change my mind, but i doubt it.

i am currently working on my own website, which is gonna be so much sexier than blogger anyways!

goodbye for now,


alessa.

heimweh

working hard, missing home, collecting inspirations for my final year project right here
love,

alessa

wet 'n' wild

more process work for my photography book

love,

alessa

anamnesis

i'm back in london now and just started my final year of study. what with dissertation and minor and major projects i'm not sure how much time i'll be able to spare for this place, but here are some photos (courtesy of sophia christie) from last semesters convergent media project nonetheless

this was a group project which i produced in collaboration with sophia christie, sotiris tsakirakis, daniel bourne and eyoseyas alemayehu. we put together a video installation based on the idea of false childhood memories to which we each contributed a one-minute video and sound piece which were played separately from one another and at random in order for the viewers to create their own, false memories from our real ones.

here are my video and sound pieces:

much love,

alessa

picking insects off plants

just a quick photo post for your viewing pleasure.

much love,

alessa

nhm

just before leaving london i spent a day wandering about the natural history museum with the lovely claudia, which reminded me that i was going to post these from an earlier visit (the colours seem slightly off on blogger though)

much love,


alessa

writing 'bout the book(s) i read

after recently reading rilke's "letters to a young poet" i felt the need to compile a list of the books that have had the biggest impact on me up until now

this was pretty helpful too at one point:

and this was the book that made me fall in love with reading and illustration:

much love,


alessa

harlem night song

here's something i put together in a typography course taught by the wonderful catherine dixon that i took during summer at central saint martins

it's a poem about two lovers that roam the streets and roof-tops of harlem together at night and only ever stop to say 'i love you'. here's my attempt at visually interpreting it in a way that the text mimics the actions of the two lovers - climbing from roof-top to roof-top, running, catching up with each other etc. etc.

this was done by hand with graphite on layout paper and i've now made an attempt at digitalising it with photoshop since the scan looked too rough, which is why some of the text is a little askew etc. but i  really need to be done with this thing!

much love,


alessa