I spent many years assisting a milliner whose studio was just down the hall from Vali's in the Nicholas Building. Even as an older lady you'd catch her leaping across that studio like a bird in flight... the true spirit of a dancer. She never seemed to give in, even as she aged, and during her cancer she still kept those locks henna red.
She was always made me feel quite shy, she was so empowered and larger than life. I wish I'd been a bit older, less timid, more sure of myself and said more than just hello, how are you Vali...
Your blog is great. I'm sure she would love to see that spirit living on here. x
Dear Anna Maria, I'm completely amazed by your comment. How lovely of you! I so appreciate hearing your account of her. I'm crazy about women who make their own path in the world; live authentically their own lives. Your comment means the world to me. I wish I could have seen Vali/or met her briefly. The woman in full flight. So brave! xo
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Jewellery maker.
Would-be film maker.
Bad guitarist.
Refuge of eccentrics.
Seeker. Prayer. Lover of a cacophonous collection of people, places and things.
Viva la resistance.
"Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand."
"You'll be a hard act to follow, a bitter pill to swallow, you'll be tough, oh you're tough to replace"
"People say she's crazy, she's got diamonds on the soles of her shoes. Well, I guess that's one way to lose these walking blues: diamonds on the soles of her shoes"
She laid me out on the laundromat floor, said "you'll be not nealy who you are anymore, and I'll always be here to remind you what time is for."
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She was an incredible woman!
I spent many years assisting a milliner whose studio was just down the hall from Vali's in the Nicholas Building. Even as an older lady you'd catch her leaping across that studio like a bird in flight... the true spirit of a dancer. She never seemed to give in, even as she aged, and during her cancer she still kept those locks henna red.
She was always made me feel quite shy, she was so empowered and larger than life. I wish I'd been a bit older, less timid, more sure of myself and said more than just hello, how are you Vali...
Your blog is great. I'm sure she would love to see that spirit living on here. x
Dear Anna Maria,
I'm completely amazed by your comment. How lovely of you! I so appreciate hearing your account of her.
I'm crazy about women who make their own path in the world; live authentically their own lives.
Your comment means the world to me. I wish I could have seen Vali/or met her briefly. The woman in full flight. So brave!
xo
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