There are a lot of women I have a lot of respect for in this world – from family and friends to famous authors, musicians, activists, fashion icons, and so on. At the very top of that list, for several years now, though, has been the immensely talented, gorgeous, eccentric, and larger-than-life Florence Welch.
We are devastated to learn of David Bowie’s passing this morning. Iconic musician, actor, and artist, this man of so very many talents has had a monumental impact on both of us as well as many of our favorite creatives over the decades, and we will no doubt mourn his loss for years to come. Jeremy wrote this beautiful piece yesterday, as we both spent the weekend listening to Blackstar, before hearing of the news.
Last Tuesday, November 17th, 2015, the world lost Paul Laffoley. He was an architect, painter, genius, and visionary who’s work tackled topics such as “dimensionality, time travel through hacking relativity, connecting conceptual threads shared by philosophers through the millennia, and theories about the cosmic origins of mankind.” He was, in my humble opinion, one of the world’s greatest thinkers, painters, and designers and is, sadly, incredibly unknown.
Digging back into some of my earliest memories, I recall one powerful voice that, even as a young child, resulted in an almost immediate emotional response every single time I heard it. I grew up listening to the classic rock my parents had come of age to and enjoyed almost all of it (and still do to this day) but when I saw the Fleetwood Mac cassette come out of its case or caught one of their songs while flipping through the radio stations, I remember getting chills and feeling over the moon because there was just something about Stevie Nicks.