My little gem-of-a-friend Lizzy introduced me to the illustrative stylings of one Laura Laine. BLISS. Favourite is the "New Yorker"- the burlesque babies doing their thang. Luff.
Maybe its my Frida Kahlo obsession, maybe its the fact that my obsession with jewels borders on the perverse, maybe I just like innovative design - like Delfina's AWESOME skeleton hand-piece. Whatever it is; these gem-oddities make me want to pack my bags and head straight to Mexico for the Day of the Dead.
I have to go see my superviser today and act like I know what I'm talking about... soooooooo I'm going to channel la Guinness here, and wear my showgirl headdress, stockings, suspenders, corset and skeleton handpiece (Delfina Delettrez post to come later today) and perhaps a cape...
If they question my knowledge and commitment after that I'll flounce out and storm off all fierce down the hall and allllllll the way back to the dust-bowl where my car will be parked. Next time I will have to organise a chariot drawn by gladiators.
Just found Zoe and Morgan in Elle. Very fweet. I really appreciate designers who explore their motifs from every angle and thereby produce their very best take on the design. I think it helps to keep design fresh - once a vision is thoroughly excorcised it makes way for the next motif as opposed to designers who do the same thing over and over. Says she who can barely bake a cake.
Just discovered Jessica Craig-Martin whilst reading Elle last night. I swear I wake up in the morning to find heaps of torn fragments of magazines over the floor from all my discoveries the night before...
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANYWAY - As I was saying, Jessica Craig-Martin did a great accessories shoot for Elle and when I looked her up this morning I found out that she is perhaps best known for her photographs of New York society.
I love these. They are subversive and quietly biting observations of high-society, a visual evaluation of those that 'Have'. Her cropping techniques are also interesting; for me they suggest a surgeon's eye, slicing and revealing what lies beneath the gowns, jewels and champagne.
Freelance fashion stylist and makeup artist.
Fashion and Art writer.
Dancer/Performer and Dance Teacher.
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."