Put me in, Coach

Kirsten Owen in 'Sportswear', Marie Claire Germany Nov. 1993 (via)

 
Who says you need to wear "exercise clothes" to work out? Theoretically, if you're exercising in something it then becomes exercise clothes? I really like this outfit because it's got the appropriate Boijer 2/3 ratio; two things one way, one thing the other. In this case, you've raided a huge football player's duffel, stolen his underwear and track bottoms, and replaced them with your own skirt and stockings. He will be so surprised when he goes to get dressed for practice. You can watch his reaction via military binoculars from a mossy hillside .4 km away.

Leo and Diane Dillon

This edition published in 1995 (via)

This edition published in 2001 (via)

These are two of the most impressionable book covers from my youth. The artwork of husband and wife team Leo and Diane Dillon is really fantastic. I love how certain aspects of these designs echo Japanese paintings illuminated like ancient European manuscripts. Through Leo and Diane's powers of illustration, you are preemptively thrilled by Lirael and Sabriel's strange and ambiguous danger. I was so eager to explore these worlds as a little girl. Maybe someday I'll pick these books up again. The clothing design here is pretty awesome! I can imagine the textures and weights of these fantastic clothes. In the book, Lirael's red tunic is a sign of her status as a librarian.

Up-Yours

The X-Ray Spex performing Oh Bondage! Up Yours! in the documentary "Punk in London" (1977).

Poly Styrene in 1977.

Café Table

Here's a recent project: a set of three 5-layer stencils. I was commissioned by a Café owned by three badass women to paint one of their tabletops! It was really rewarding to get back into spray-paint. I love the process of thinking in reverse when cutting the stencils. There are so many ways you can represent ideas with layers of shapes - and you can further stylize with the application of the paint itself. One of my favorite areas is the lace fringe on the end of the Pirate's cloak, which is covered by the coffee creamers in this photo. The Café had requested a "street art" design. I twisted this aesthetic slightly to riff on Japanese Manga line work.

I started with a treatment of gesso to the raw fiber-board table, then used a concrete colored paint for the base (about two cans). Each figure had a golden focal-point representing their powers.

The whole project was completed in around 60 hours this past summer. I ate at the Café the other night and finally saw it in action.

Photographs by Erika Flynn

Martin Parr, Photographer

Photograph by Martin Parr. "Mother and Daughter", Wales 1988

Photograph by Martin Parr from "The Last Resort", New Brighton 1985

Photograph by Martin Parr from "The Last Resort", New Brighton 1985

Photograph by Martin Parr from "The Last Resort", New Brighton 1985

Plein Sud, 1997

 Photographs by Stephane Sendaoui (via)

Milla Jovovich photographed by Stephane Sendaoui for Plein Sud, 1997.

Passion

I loved this documentary about how ballet shoes are crafted. The industrious shoemaker Pat demonstrates such incredible diligence and passion. I feel so romantic about this idea that in searching for an industry to participate in, it is possible that you could somehow stumble on one so apt and dignified. I want to excel at my work and take great pride in the things that I do. This is what I am looking for.

Milla Animal Féminin

Milla Jovovich photographed by Anette Aurell

Once upon a time on the internet, I ran across a picture of Milla Jovovich wearing brown makeup and some tiny orange getup while acting like a wild animal. It was so weird. The image made me laugh and I couldn't forget it. I tracked down all the pages to this weird lo-fi shoot.

Milla Jovovich photographed by Anette Aurell for Jalouse Magazine, issue #2 June/July 1997.
Maybe someday I'll translate the article (pg.1, pg.2). Other credits look to be: Bathing Suit / Vivienne Westwood, Makeup / Rosemarie Swift, Hair / Johnathan Connelly, Stylist / Annett Monheim.

Cool how you can see a YSL advert on the reverse side of one of the pages. I love magazines.

Treasure Trash

I found theses treasures while digging a hole to plant a tree:
1 Toy Boat
1 Summit Bar (best before '83)

Porch of Avalon

Photographs by Erika Flynn

Currently reading Mists Of Avalon by Marion Zimmer Bradley. Currently sipping Campari + Soda. It smells like Peonies, Grass, Tar, and Homefries. There is some Yellow Pollen in my sweater. It sounds like Birds. I can hear the Neighborhood all around me.

Come, Spring!

"Spring Blooms" by Stepan Kolesnikoff

"When the Wind Blows My Garden" by Jean Cooke

Winturd

Photographs by Erika Flynn

Here I am, sporting a thin veil of patience while I wait for the arrival of Spring. In a month or so, I'll be knocking pollen out of these old cushions and sharing a sunny spot next to the dozing neighborhood cat. Yes, I can almost hear the tinkling of ice in my Campari...

Also, I cut my hair! I wanted to look like a little German boy. It looks like a mushroom cap / Lloyd from Dumb and Dumber / early Beatles mop.

Orange Ya Glad

Ivan de Pineda and Lonneke Engel by Bruce Weber, VERSUS s/s 1996

Kirsten Owen by Mario Sorrenti in "Suburban Outfitters" for W Magazine, July 1998

 Spring is coming, it's almost here! This winter was dark and brutal, like an enchanted sword made out of black ice. Everyone on the island got sick at the same time this year, myself included. Everybody died! (Just kiddin'). Collectively,  everyone seems as excited as I am that the sun is getting stronger and that our bodies aren't laying prone on scraps of carpet in freezing makeshift quarantine tents. (Not really, that didn't happen).