2009年12月26日 星期六
2009年12月25日 星期五
2009年12月24日 星期四
2009潮流盛典
張懸受邀內地頒奬典禮 北京捧回雙獎成大贏家
張懸第三張專輯“城 市“已經發行六個月，銷售成績不只在台灣開出紅盤，在內地也是受到各界矚目，讓張懸海內外宣傳期一口氣跑了半年之久！張懸日前更專程受邀到北京出席2009潮流盛典頒獎典禮，一舉捧得“進取榜樣”和“年度融合風格港臺藝人”兩項大獎，讓她成為典禮當晚最受矚目的藝人。
張懸以一身寬鬆黑色襯衫在頒奬典禮紅地毯亮相，原來張懸為參加北京潮流盛典，特別選擇了台灣新銳設計師林果設計JOLIN WU的作品，以實際行動支援潮流文化的發展。平時打扮率性的張懸，每每出席頒奬典禮都讓人驚艷，強烈的個人風格如同她的創作，她也覺得真正的潮流就是要勇於展現自己的特色，張懸欣慰的說：「很高興能看到這種活動的蓬勃發展，說明大家越來越看重原創性，這對於自己也是一種肯定和鼓勵！」
張懸一舉一動受到內地媒體一致關注，這次在潮流盛典上不但受邀擔任頒獎嘉賓為溫嵐頒獎，還一舉拿下“進取榜樣”和“年度融合風格港臺藝人”兩項大獎，而張懸也帶著吉他手衫特在現場以一首輕鬆歡快的《 Beautiful Woman》將全場氣氛帶到高潮，雖然北京的天氣已經降到零下七度，表演中的張懸還是熱情的揮手與觀眾打招呼，在寒冷冬夜讓人倍感溫暖，不少內地媒體都大讚張懸是當晚典禮上最受矚目的藝人！
為了下一張專輯的籌備工作，進入半閉關狀態的張懸，下周11月27日也將和樂團Algae一同到廣州，完成“城市•唱遊”音樂會的最後一站，為廣州的朋友們獻上最真誠及精彩的演出！
2009年12月23日 星期三
2009年12月22日 星期二
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2009年11月1日 星期日
2009年9月23日 星期三
林果設計工作室要搬家摟
林果設計工作室即將搬家到
台北市大安區敦化南路261號B1
（仁愛路圓環原新學友）
在喬遷之後也會有一連串的活動
歡迎大家共襄盛舉
＊ 喬遷 春夏sale
喜歡我們衣服的朋友 可以來選購春夏服飾 全面六折
時間：即日起～禮拜天 09/27
地點： 台北市大安區敦化南路一段177巷10號B1（舊地址）
＊new show room + new shop opening party
日期: 2009 十月初
地點：台北市大安區敦化南路261號B1
將展出秋冬新品 也會加送林果購物卷
2009年8月26日 星期三
xuexue 學學綠色時尚
學學綠色時尚
為了響應環保,林果設計工作室與學學文創合作這一次有趣的綠色時尚
設計師以舊衣回收與多功能性的概念下創造出這一次的服飾
以鮮艷的色彩搭配代表人體的肉胎顏色加上多層次的外套
表達出在綠色與環保的概念下能有著有趣鮮艷的設計
這一次的合作也讓林果設計工作室團隊可以盡情的創作與參加一場有趣的活動
2009年8月18日 星期二
2009年8月17日 星期一
sylvia plath
| Daddy by: Sylvia Plath |
| You do not do, you do not do Any more, black shoe In which I have lived like a foot For thirty years, poor and white, Barely daring to breathe or Achoo. Daddy, I have had to kill you. You died before I had time-- Marble-heavy, a bag full of God, Ghastly statue with one gray toe Big as a Frisco seal And a head in the freakish Atlantic Where it pours bean green over blue In the waters off beautiful Nauset. I used to pray to recover you. Ach, du. In the German tongue, in the Polish town Scraped flat by the roller Of wars, wars, wars. But the name of the town is common. My Polack friend Says there are a dozen or two. So I never could tell where you Put your foot, your root, I never could talk to you. The tongue stuck in my jaw. It stuck in a barb wire snare. Ich, ich, ich, ich, I could hardly speak. I thought every German was you. And the language obscene An engine, an engine Chuffing me off like a Jew. A Jew to Dachau, Auschwitz, Belsen. I began to talk like a Jew. I think I may well be a Jew. The snows of the Tyrol, the clear beer of Vienna Are not very pure or true. With my gipsy ancestress and my weird luck And my Taroc pack and my Taroc pack I may be a bit of a Jew. I have always been scared of you, With your Luftwaffe, your gobbledygoo. And your neat mustache And your Aryan eye, bright blue. Panzer-man, panzer-man, O You-- Not God but a swastika So black no sky could squeak through. Every woman adores a Fascist, The boot in the face, the brute Brute heart of a brute like you. You stand at the blackboard, daddy, In the picture I have of you, A cleft in your chin instead of your foot But no less a devil for that, no not Any less the black man who Bit my pretty red heart in two. I was ten when they buried you. At twenty I tried to die And get back, back, back to you. I thought even the bones would do. But they pulled me out of the sack, And they stuck me together with glue. And then I knew what to do. I made a model of you, A man in black with a Meinkampf look And a love of the rack and the screw. And I said I do, I do. So daddy, I'm finally through. The black telephone's off at the root, The voices just can't worm through. If I've killed one man, I've killed two-- The vampire who said he was you And drank my blood for a year, Seven years, if you want to know. Daddy, you can lie back now. There's a stake in your fat black heart And the villagers never liked you. They are dancing and stamping on you. They always knew it was you. Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I'm through. |
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