THOUGHT PATTERNS

Now, this is what I call jewelry...

For her graduation project at Central St. Martin's College of Art and Design in London, Japanese designer Maiko Takeda created the "Cinematography Collection." Each metal accessory is covered in hand-drilled holes of various sizes that cast photograph-like shadows onto the wearer's skin.

 

 

 

From Maiko's website: 

"The collection questions whether shadows might obtain a quality in themselves and can adorn the body as jewelry. Although each piece simply consists of minimal and geometric elements, such as various sizes of circular holes, pristine outlines and forms, when the light shines through the piece, the shadow unexpectedly appears as a photograph-like image of an organic form. The light, the shadow and the body all work together to create and installation work, in which the shadow remains secret but when revealed forms the main part of the jewelry."

 

 

 

I'm absolutely in love with her work. Truly Amazing.

 xoxoxo 

{via design folio} 

She Does The City

Hello! I'm still here! :D

Recently I was asked to give a little interview about my art for an online magazine, She Does the City. See a little peek here:

{you can click to expand, but even better, you can hop over HERE to read the whole thing} 

This is just an excerpt, If you'd like to read the whole thing, please visit the magazine right here! (I think I'm repeating myself!)

I'm still in the midst of the Holiday order rush in my shop, so I'll be a bit of an irregular visitor to my own blog for a while and a completely irregular visitor of any blogs I used to enjoy reading daily. Sorry blogosphere! I haven't even had time to go see What Katie Wore for two whole days!!! I cannot believe it!!! It's an outrage! :D

See you soon and Happy Weekend!

xoxoxo

Perhaps in a New Year...

Busy...

 

Busy...

 

Busy... Hectic... Busy...

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My studio is in such chaos. I'm usually pretty organized and quite tidy (well, I'd like to think so), but in the last several days I've been so busy with orders that I haven't had time to think about not making a mess. My table is completely covered with an unimaginable amount of things and is there really no place for me to work? No problem, it all goes on the floor, in one glorious, quick hand swipe. Swoooosh! :D (I kind of enjoyed that!) So, I made myself some room to work, congratulations, but I also made myself no room to walk. And in need of a shovel to clean everything off the floor.

These wonderful photos are from Bloom Magazine (again I dipped into their library of images, they are a wonderful calming port in storm) and are what I'm dreaming of and striving for. Organised, full of color & harmonious composition.

Perhaps in a New Year...

{photos Bloom Magazine}

David Bowie Is Cool

David Bowie's response to his first fan letter from America...

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I love it! I love how he explaned his misspelling of the word wait! Hahaha! And about his idea of America and the American way of life. He sounds awfully sweet, doesn't he?

Read more about it on Sandra's site.

P.S. My husband was at one time represented (as a screenwriter) by the legendary Hollywood agent, Bobby Littman, who was also David Bowie's agent. So... how many degrees of separation...? :D

xoxoxo

{via revivl}

Ticket To Ride

In his book,"The Bone Man of Benares" (St. Martin's Press), my husband Terry wrote about his experiences traveling on (or trying to get on) the trains in India.

 

I always suspected he exaggerated at least a little bit in his description. :)

 

Here's a short excerpt from his book:

 

 

"Standing along Track 32, I heard a whistle blow and the click-clacking of metal against metal. Then, appearing through great bursts of white steam, a train roared straight out of the annals of railroad history. The engine was a big, black monster of moving parts--the turbines were pumping, the furnace was belching, the wheels were screeching, the headlight was shaking, and the hulking steel body was pulsating like an overworked heart. As the engine crawled into the terminal, the steam cleared and I saw dozens of passenger cars, each with enough people to fill a small town. There were people in the seats and in the aisles, in the luggage compartments and in the bathrooms, hanging out the windows and jammed between the doors. Outside, there were whole contingents on the roof, as well as a few brave souls who rode the couplings between the cars or squeezed into little crawl spaces beneath the carriage.

 

When the train came to a halt, there was an absolutely mad rush of humanity. It was unclear to me who was getting on and who was getting off, but before I knew what happened, the car in front of me had been emptied, filled, and sealed tight. I hurried down to the next car, the next, and the next one still, but each of them, all the way down the track, was bursting at the seams. By the time I reached the end of the train, the engine was blowing its whistle, and, in a great cloud of steam, it began to pull away. Thousands of people were crammed into every possible square inch, and a few inches that weren't possible. Not only had I missed my train, I hadn't even come close to getting on. I was left standing there, holding a puff of steam in my hands."

 

 

But then, a couple of days ago our friend Brian (a long time friend of Terry's from his travels in India and Nepal) sent us an email with some photos, saying - remember these...

 

 

... crowded trains in India...

 

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... and Pakistan...

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:D

Unbelievable!

The most amazing thing is that they are smiling, waving and holding peace signs!

I hereby apologize to my husband Terry for ever questioning his veracity...

xoxoxo

{photos via Brian}
  

Bloom

I adore browsing through Bloom Magazine library of images. The photography is exquisite...

 

... the combination of colors is perfect...

 

... the juxtaposition of color and skin, it all just somehow melts together...

 

... color and pattern complementing the movement...

 

... capturing the motion...

 

... attracting with color but never completely revealing...

 

... suggestive? ;)

 

... in anticipation of Holidays...

 

...festive.

Simply lovely.

A visual treat and a great way to relax and unwind after a busy week.

Happy weekend!

xoxoxo   

{photos Bloom Magazine}

Still Alive...

... although barely. We've taken all of my artwork to the gallery and spent most of the afternoon hanging everything up. Then I spent most of the late afternoon rearranging the walls of our apartment as most of them were left empty, bare, with holes, unappealing... I'm sooo tired... Last night I went to bed tired, this morning I woke up tired, and now I'm tired again! It makes no sense! :O I feel like a vampire has sucked out all life, energy, pulp, juice, whatever you wanna call it, out of me.

Appropriately I find this little gif so very entertaining...

 

 I could watch this forever and ever and eeeeverrrr!

 

Ah, there was a time when the vampires were vampires - bold, ugly, scary, with long finger nails. Like Nosferatu...

 

 

Nowadays they are young, handsome, protective, romantic and completely impossible to resist. How very clever of you, vampires! 

I wish everybody a good night (me too!)

xoxoxo

{photos from movies Nosferatu - from 1922 & 1979}

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz........

Too tired to think, too tired to post (but I'm posting anyway, with my last strength!). I've been swamped with orders (which reminds me to remind you if you're planning to order something from my shop and want it in time for Christmas - act/shop now! :O!) and I've been preparing for my show in December. Hey, December's tomorrow! WHAT! Yes, but luckily the show starts on the 5th and I'm supposed to take my pieces to the gallery on Wednesday so I have another day to try and completely lose my mind. Do I sense a bit of panic HERE?!!. Just a bit.

My posts for the next few days might be a bit irregular and a tad boring. BORING, you say? No, NEVER boring, irregular, yes. But what can you do, accept cut me some slack and stick around until I'm back in my full glory. And I promise some nice themes and surprises coming by this blog starting 1.1.10. Promises, promises, you've heard all this before, I know. But, I promise!

Anyway, in the meantime, until this promislandblog appears here I'll try to post as regularly as I can until I can do better!

ZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz........

To tired even for cupcakes?!! Yessss....zzzzzzzz.....

{photo credit unknown - sorry unknown!}

Dreaming in Red

I love red hair. I wish I was a redhead. As a child I braided longingly my doll Pipi Longstocking's orange-red locks and more recently had a huge crush on Joan from Mad Men's gorgeous red do. The only thing that's stopping me from dying my hair red is that I cannot decide on the shade of red I like best. I don't think I could ever make that decision.

There are so many great things about having red hair...

 

It matches the perfect red lipstick perfectly. And I so like matching things.

 

It's an absolute showstopper.

 

It looks so fantastic against all the colors I like. 

 

 

This green dress is reason alone to have one's hair dyed red.

 

Redheads have spunk and are bubbly. Maybe some of that would transfer magically to me if I went red?

 

 
  
It goes so well with black. Reds always look so intellectual.

 

And wild.

 

And sexy-cute.

 

And romantic.

 

How about quirky? Yes, quirky too.

 

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I also wish my laundry line looked like this...

 

... and that I look as good as Hellen Mirren when I'm in my 50s...

 

 

 

Is that too much to ask? :)

 

Random silly girly thoughts, it was pleasure dealing with you. 

 

xoxoxo

 

{photos via here, here and here}

How the little Pumpkin Guy appeared

Take a look at my little stuffed Pumpkin Guy...

Isn't he cute?!!

The face appeared totally by accident. I was supposed to cut several small pocket-like areas in the pumpkin to dab butter into and without even realizing I've cut out what ended up being eyes and a mouth. Imagine my surprise when I took him out of the oven, put his little hat on and saw this adorable little face smiling at me. I was a bit startled, I have to say! The nose somehow perfectly manifested itself just in the right spot. Adorable! Since we are vegetarians, off course we couldn't eat him now :), but we did eat the stuffing. 

xoxoxo