ok lets go

Makes me feel like I am 22 again, rolling around the east village slightly drunk in the early afternoon.
Happy weekend.

What The Hell?

What have I been doing? Where did I go? Moving into new apartment, new studio, and working for Bergdorf Goodman.  Here's a taste:

Blue Jeans Sculpture for Denim Week:

Commission for Alexander McQueen "Plato's Atlantis" vintage mirror mosaic headpieces:

Painting and styling "Water for Elephants" windows, Rosie The Elephant (before her ear was attached)

Dorky DIY

George and I got pretty nerdy this weekend. Between other obligations (helping out at the beautiful Golden Calf, checking out an old Jonathan Demme film at the dizzying Museum of the Moving Image, lunch in Astoria, Cookie Road coffee with Handy) we went to Home Depot and Michaels' Crafts in Queens yesterday, then came home to NV's beautiful house had a leftover dinner and made crafts. It was much needed quiet time. I made a hippie dippie tie dye fringe necklace with materials from M&J...I have been going to the jewelry section of the fashion district way too much, sourcing a job...can't help but get my head turned by the glitz. So, there it is, on me. (Hi friends) I even tried to make a proper clasp at the back. The incomparable Madame Fortuna will always be my official jeweler, but I just thought I'd have some fun.

Meanwhile, George made an amazing popsicle-stick model of a mold-making spinning device he needs to build...one that I don't completely understand but think is beyond cool. More on that later.

Grace Coddington, Clarice Cliff, Sonia Delaunay

When my brain feels like flat grey useless porridge, it is possible that I might sometimes re-watch my crappy download of The September Issue, just to see Grace Coddington tirelessly create the sublime in the face of the ridiculous. It makes me want to push on. This week when I watched it I noticed the gorgeous ceramics on Anna Wintour's desk, and a quickie google led me to Clarice Cliff. Her beautiful pottery remind me a bit of Sonia Delaunay's textiles (a show at the Cooper Hewitt I am so glad CC over at The Blue Cheer has been blogging and flickring about, and which I hope I haven't missed). On the website for her work, I discovered that in turn of the century/early twenties England, she proved her mettle as a woman to her employers by painting their cast-off pottery. She painted triangles over the blips and bumps to disguise them, and called them her "Bizarre" collection. Then she married the boss. Player! Look how gorgeous:

Remembering Things We Love While Doing Taxes And Making Dinner

Interview With...

Getting Better/Warm Day/Sculpture Fodder

Double Dog

There was a photo of the actor Bradley Cooper in the NYT Sunday arts section, where he is shown chilling out at home with his dog. That's very nice, except that it is MY DOG. I guess that when Arlo is in NY and LA he is considered a girl and is called "Charlotte." Whatever, man.