"There is a border-land between the grave and the gay, the tragic and the comic, as between the sublime and ridiculous, in which Mr. Pettie is as much at home as when he confines himself to the domain of the more purely dramatic. He generally , however , shows a relish for the sensational, and the picture we engrave from the Winter Exhibition at the French Gallery is a happy and amusing example of somewhat special faculty, as well as a good specimen of the artist's clever and facile execution. No painter conceives a subject like this better than Mr. Pettie.'
As the Talent for Haitiauction is coming into full swing. (It starts next Thursday) The flow of magical treasures has been disturbing my sleep with the temptation to start bidding on so many beautiful things.
One of the generous donors, who also happens to be one of my favourite people on this planet, Peter O'Brien, as postedhere andhereandhere...(I've probably embarrassed him enough by now..)
Smart, funny, candidly truthful (a rare quality I seriously admire) and with incredible taste, he has donated a couple of his fabulous illustrations.
I have the honour to be their temporary guardian until they are sent to the very lucky winner of the auction, should I not be the highest bidder.. ; )
There are fewer people on this planet who are further away from being a domestic goddess than I am.
It's not because I'm not interested...I would love to cook a gourmet dinner in 15 minutes as many of these 'personalities' do on TV .
I'm not sure why? It could be due to my incapacity to multi task if one of these requires timed attention.
But also growing up in Spain, were I was part the first generation who was liberated from male imposed obligations and consequently resisting any responsibilities that our mothers and grandmothers may have had.
Whilst at school the theatre group, ironically, produced the The Taming of the Shrew...and yes... guess who played Katherina...? Is it a case of life imitating fiction?
Many years later and still not domesticated...
I do love cooking, it's like therapy, but when FEDEX is at the door and both phones ring at the same time..the chances are the fire alarm will set off within minutes...as it does every other week.
From next week I'll be posting on my adventures and misadventures in the kitchen....if you have any challenging recipes let me know
Yesterday, with heroic efforts (due to the adverse arctic weather conditions) Mr Postman delivered another breathtaking book.
Lillian Bassman: Womenby Deborah Solomon has now officially been taken off my never ending wish list on Amazon.
I was relatively familiar with her work. But to have so many of her masterpieces collected in one astonishing book, is simply a visual feast and a 'must have' for anyone who appreciates fashion photography at its best.
My heart rate has increased considerably since its arrival.
This season is the celebration of my 10th collection.
So much has happened and it does make onelook back at the past 5 years.
It is time to start planning what one should do looking forward. Specially now that the fashion world has experienced a couple of whirlwind seasons and no one really knows what the future holds. However the uncertainty of this business is partly why I find this industry so fascinating. I'm always up for a challenge.
The first season I ever did was Winter 2005. It was a distinctively colourful winter collection, there was not a single thread of black used. Those who have known my work since couldn't even imagine what I was up to then...
Ten seasons later the whole collection is black. Is it a sign of the time or have I truly found my visual identity?
I hope neither of the above.
For sometime I have decided to confront my ever growing fear for using colour. And considering colour probably sells 10 to 1 one over black or grey in the shops, it is finally time to take action.
This is the mood in the studio today...I will keep you posted..