Love these embroidered cubist art necklaces by SPINTHREAD. Check out some of her rad creations.
Totally wanna try out this fishtail phase.
I'm glad that my current job prohibits me from all this online shopping and searching for things I really do not need. I was seconds away from owning this Turkish carpet bag purse. I found it divine. I already pictured myself lovingly putting all my precious beauty supplies inside. "it can fit a nice notebook" I told myself. I waited a whole day, and to my surprise some other impatient lady scored it. Thankfully I dodged spending more money this holiday season. Idle hands will tap at keys and purchase all sort of things that are frivolous. You would think that exhausting move and purging of things would have taught me a valuable lesson, but alas "NO".
I would never carry this purse and yet I liked how way back Whiting and Davis made a graffiti style 80's bag in the flapper days
with the resurrection of these vintage leopard coats everywhere, something from my riot girl art school heyday comes over me. Back in Ohio I used to score one of these every other week
not sure which is creepier, a weird needlepoint cat pillow
or gold granny boots, nor why I heart them regardless
I love Egyptian stuff and
you may wonder...why the weird gyspy folk dolls? Oh of course I was researching presents for my friend's kid and somehow went from folk toy instruments to this. And I couldn't stop looking at these magnificent gems. Why aren't dolls made with this insane flair today? Why don't all dolls have embroidered boots and wicked painted eyes? If I was ever asked the question "What would you want to be doing if you weren't doing what you are now? Or when you were growing up what did you want to be? I would definitely say- Doll/Puppet maker for sure. I may have missed my true calling.
When I review this post, I am grateful that I A.) do not have more free time starting monday B.) Grateful rent is due today, and the voice of reason C.) glad that my look but DO NOT PURCHASE buttons are in full effect
It's the start of another decade. where oh where did this last one go to so fast? Seems like just yesterday I was traveling to death valley to hang with a dozen boys in the middle of no where wondering if the whole Y2K thing was real? We had decided it best to disappear into oblivion in case of computer meltdown. None of us wore a watch and we had no idea when midnight struck. Since that one the rest have all blurred nicely. Crazy dance parties, weird house parties, lonely "when harry met sally" desperate ones, and that last one which got me really good. Anything has to beat that last one, where my tires got slashed, car keyed and hysterically crying on the side of the road. This year I am starting off with a blue moon eclipse, a wedding proposal, a brand new dream house, a magical art space, a fantastic creative job, awesome pals, lovable kitties and happiness piled high. I am hoping all my readers are bracing themselves for the BIG NEW YEAR!! I am imagining the best of the best things for all of you!! XO
CB: I think [photography] was a cross between a giant accident and the need to have what I thought was an easy medium for my outlandish ideas. I was never very good at my art classes whether it was sculpture or drawing, I always thought I was sub-par, and could not efficiently get out the ideas floating around in my head. I had found, yes found, an old canon AE-1 when I was in high school and signed myself up for some photo classes. The teacher I had was amazing and she pointed me in the direction of non-traditional artists that, being 16 at the time, totally blew my mind. The Starn Brothers, Sally Mann, Veruschka… and she was this crazy hippie throw back who herself was into making installation art. I was inspired by her and just started going from there. I found myself taking ideas from literature and folklore, my record collection, the bird sanctuary near my house, and the old family photos in my parents basement from the 20’s-70’s. I did the college thing for a little while but never actually focused in photography. I mostly wanted to keep my addiction to photos and growth as an artist to myself.
These fashion pics made me long for chaise lounge chairs pool side with a radio, a hammock by a woodsy lake, a steamy summer dance floor, dipping feet into water from a boat dock, and wearing a giant pair of sunglasses with a giant flower as big behind my ear
So we are headed for a heat wave this week and obviously I am bordering on delusion. I live on the fourth floor of an old 1930's building in an apt that could use a nice overhaul.
wearing this matching ensemble:
wouldn't hurt to have a body like this as well, I suppose:
I could be inspired by this old editorial over and over.
Sure it's from way back in April of 2002 (Vogue UK), but somehow Corinne Day and the magical styling of this seem sort of timeless. I may have posted these awhile ago. Who knows? But thought you blog readers may need a pastel peeling wallpaper beaded tiara costume boost this Tues.
The title of this piece was Hidden Treasures. Of course it was.
or of course check out these:
find them for sale here: viciousvintage.etsy.com
we also just started carrying this new line by Toujours Toi:
Lots of new things passing my eyes:
Whenever things trigger my mind to want to make things, it's good news.
Here's a few from the weekend. Some are from the creative vault of 2006. What is old is often new again when you forgot the feeling you had the first time it grabbed you
Gant spent most, if not all, of his life struggling to communicate despite diagnoses of autism and deafness and a resulting inability to verbalize. His work had a way of communicating for him.
Things that secretly make me smile:
1. I have a fond fetish for jumpsuits. I have to admit that they are not an easy sell. It's hard to go to the bathroom quickly in a jumpsuit, but they make a hell of a statement.
A woman who wears a jumpsuit is practically shouting- "I'm not afraid to bulldoze you with my power".
2.) Up there on my favorite list: all clothes / accessories that seem to be torn from an art museum wall, or borrowed from the alley. Abstract artist collision with tribal prints. I think that my heart may have never left the 80's and that Basquiat may have manipulated the way I experience colors
if you have a sugar daddy or are simply compelled to purchase any of these fine printed dresses, score them at net-a-porter.com
otherwise feel free to look at them longingly at no cost here.
countless hours to make art
listening to all of my records while painting
a lovely window facing a yard full of trees
art all over my walls
my apt floors bare
dancing in the moonlight
yoga, my body able to bend/move fast
peonies scattered everyplace
something to take me on adventures
Friends that remain happy
jobs that I love
happiness found within myself
curiosity to try new things
Go new places
family to find their bliss
opening up to everything and letting go
The latest fashion inspiration hails from Italy, ah bella bellisima
Notice that I am Italian and yet so lacking the lingo. Mr. Tim Walker (my favorite photographer) has once again snapped a spread that oozes pastel pretty.
Here's a sneak peak at the new Italia VOGUE 08 Tim Walker spread
titled A MAGIC WORLD
According to the birthday book that I own on Astrological Signs, my exact day of birth is known as the DAY OF RESEARCH. Something's listed about my need to investigate, take lots of notes, and have all the paperwork. I think this actually echoes some truth, considering that in college I would take out countless books and magazines and xerox all of the articles for future reading. I have always digested fashion magazines like a junkie after a good fix. I love skipping page after page til that one compositional image pops out and punches me in the face. It usually has to have some level of surrealism (but not space age, I'm never into those futuristic leather set ups) Something has to make no sense in the fashion set up, or the colors have to be like a firework went off in your face.
Whoa. I just thought about that...ouch.
Although hands down I could wallpaper the entire block with my magazine collection, and create a stairway with my books, I will try to keep a lid on them over here.
Here's this weeks favorite PUNCH in the face
Then I found the latest issue of Australian VOGUE featuring GEMMA WARD in fashion story by Patrick Demarchelier
also in the new U.K. Vogue- the ever so lovely fashion spread of miss KATE MOSS shot by Lachlan Bailey
In all of my years as a super shopper, I must admit I've never participated in the after Thanksgiving Sales hoopla. I guess that in the past I never felt the need to be surrounded by fanatical ladies elbowing me for a size 7.5 shoe. But who knows, maybe tomorrow instead of cleaning up all of the dishes, I'll opt for a spree instead.
Even though most of the folks from the U.K. have scored this early, and most of my friends have this issue here in the States...I had to re-post the lovely pics from this dreamy KIRSTEN DUNST LULA issue.
Back in the day, Kirsten Dunst bought one of my wood panel paintings at a hair salon. She confessed it was one of her first art purchases. I think it may have been sometime in 2000 or 2001 so she must have been young. (should I say younger?) My friend David would like to lunch with her, then possibly marry her. I totally get the fascination. She has an adorable smile and amazing style. Her face has a timeless quality, and in the CAT's Meow, she plays the perfect flapper. It's always strange to me that some people don't "get it" with her beauty. Come- on, what's not to get?
* CLICK on pics to MAKE B I G G E R!!