Sunday, February 27, 2011
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Romantic Subtlety
(Olive branches, Eucalyptus, Echiveria, Amnesia Roses, Astrantia,Kangaroo Paws, Hydrangea, Thistle, Hyacinths, and Tweedia)
Friday, February 18, 2011
Mercer's Refracting Gems
To say that only a few things excite me is not completely true but the play of light and color in Norman Mercer's acrylic sculptures are so visually engaging that I'd have to count them high amongst the many. These pieces were on display at 1st Dibs@NYDC which opened to the public this week and hosts a wonderful variety of dealers in an expansive 33,000 sq foot loft on the 10th floor of the New York Design Center. Mercer's work was displayed in several booths and I couldn't help being magnetically drawn to them. Mercer was an international businessman who decided after retirement to create art from modern technologies which were previously used to create more menacing products like the acrylic bubbles used on fighter planes in WWII.
He said,
“I wanted to take material associated with destruction and turn it into a means of beauty.”
He was 62 when he began what would prove a very successful career as an artist. He was the first to master this medium and developed a polymer to achieve the results he sought in his sculptures. Shows it's never to late to find your passion.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Noncomformist
Loving the clean lines at the Azourel show this week. That white dress would make one edgy bride. The kind of chic you don't mess with! Give her the Antherium, Dahlia, Rose bouquet and she's ready for a ceremony that spells "n.o.n.c.o.n.f.o.r.m.i.s.t". Notice the word wedding doesn't apply here. There's no doubt her groom is one bad ass himself!
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Colossal Friend
Had a fantastic dream that I rode my pet elephant through a forest and to a beach. What an empowering being!!
Above a still from the Texas Instruments Ad which reminded me of the slumbering adventure and what it might portend.
Below French Jumbo Blush Ranunculus in a silver Julep Cup- simple and sweet.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Lover's Day!!!
Thursday, February 10, 2011
The Glamorous Orient
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Baby Boy
Friday, February 4, 2011
Opalescent Blues
Sally Mann
One of my all time favorite female photographers is Sally Mann. She captures time in her photographs and creates an alternate reality both mystical and unsettling. She proceeds where Julia Margeret Cameron (another fave) left off and delves into a world that invokes past lives, transition, innocence lost, fragility........
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Black History Month
Mr and Mrs Jack Johnson 1911
This photo hung prominently in his Chicago nightclub Cafe de Champion which was the first "mixed" club in the US. Although he was not an ideal life partner the man was a force of nature and one of the best examples of rugged individualism there ever was!
"The possession of muscular strength and the courage to use it in contests with other men for physical supremacy does not necessarily imply a lack of appreciation for the finer and better things of life."
...............Jack Johnson
WIKIPEDIA: Johnson was an early example of the celebrity athlete in the modern era, appearing regularly in the press and later on radio and in motion pictures. He earned considerable sums endorsing various products, including patent medicines, and indulged several expensive hobbies such as automobile racing and tailored clothing, as well as purchasing jewelry and furs for his wives. Once, when he was pulled over for a $50 speeding ticket (a large sum at the time), he gave the officer a $100 bill; when the officer protested that he couldn't make change for that much, Johnson told him to keep the change, as he was going to make his return trip at the same speed.[1] Johnson was also interested in opera (his favorite being Il Trovatore) and in history — he was an admirer of Napoleon Bonaparte, believing him to have risen from a similar origin to his own. In 1920, Johnson opened a night club in Harlem; he sold it three years later to a gangster, Owney Madden, who renamed it the Cotton Club.
Johnson constantly flouted conventions regarding the social and economic "place" of blacks in American society. As a black man, he broke a powerful taboo in consorting with white women, and would constantly and arrogantly verbally taunt men (both white and black) inside and outside the ring. Johnson was pompous about his affection for white women, and imperious about his physical prowess, both in and out of the ring. Asked the secret of his staying power by a reporter who had watched a succession of women parade into, and out of, the champion's hotel room, Johnson supposedly said "Eat jellied eels and think distant thoughts".[9]
Johnson was married three times. All of his wives were white, a fact that caused considerable controversy at the time. In January 1911, Johnson married Etta Terry Duryea. A Brooklyn socialite and former wife of businessman Charles Duryea, she met Johnson at a car race in 1909. Their romantic involvement was very turbulent. Beaten many times by Johnson and suffering from severe depression, she committed suicide in September 1912, shooting herself with a revolver.
Less than three months later, on December 4, 1912, Johnson married Lucille Cameron. After Johnson married Cameron, two ministers in the South recommended that Johnson be lynched. Cameron divorced him in 1924 because of infidelity.
The next year, Johnson married Irene Pineau. When asked by a reporter at Johnson's funeral what she had loved about him, she replied, "I loved him because of his courage. He faced the world unafraid. There wasn't anybody or anything he feared."
The Constant Constance
I can never get enough of Constance Spry and her iconoclastic arrangements. Luckily I had a chance to play with some left overs in the studio and fell into a Spry induced meditation! Life ain't all that bad.