Peanut Punch

Totally nuts.

Fleeting Visits

Opposite the colour at Issey Miyake (below) was Hauser & Wirth. Tessa, Rosa and I spent a few fleeting moments looking at the exhibition that is currently on - Volume by Michael Raedecker, showcasing vast canvases made up of strips sewn together with heavy embroidery over thick paint.

 

Presentation, 2011-12

I wasn't entirely sold on it, but there were a few pictures I quite liked, and at least I wasn't suffering from an excruciatingly embarrassing giggling fit brought on by Tessa and our trip to see Sarah Lucas' work at Sadie Coles Gallery only moments before.

 

MumMum, 2012

It seemed particularly fitting that Raedecker's thread and needle focused show was on Saville Row - I loved peering down into Tailor's workshops below shiny shop windows filled with extremely sharp suits and ties.

Rainbow

A rainbow of spring colours at Issey Miyake, round the corner from these beautiful buds sold at Liberty

Day Off

 

Have been neglecting my scrap book, feels good to have the Pritt Stick out again

More from Mexico

 

I went to Casa Mexico near Bethnal Green on Saturday. I was hoping to come home overwhelmed with Mexican foods and cook up a storm, but I realised as soon as I got to the shop that I really didn't know where to begin. Next time I will remember to look at a cook book. I really enjoyed all the Day of the Dead stuff as well as all the other household things like tiled mirrors and crucifixes etc. I would love to go to Mexico soon and source tons of stuff for One Off. So much colour, embroidery and pattern to be had. I loved the beaded bracelets (above) too. A trip to put on the diary's wish list...

Watermelon Frida

 

Sugared jelly fruit segments and a glitter encrusted Frida Kahlo matchbox. What finer souvenirs could there be? Courtesy of Hermione who recently got back from a holiday in Mexico. Both remind me of sunnier times, even as far flung as Summer 2011 on my beloved Uxbridge Road:

Facts

I've always loved a good fact - there's a particularly good one about the average amount of sesame seeds on a Big Mac burger bun, but it escapes me now. This evening I was reminded of a few other favourites, by Hall's Dictionary of Subjects & Symbols in Art.

 

Perseus and Andromeda, 1570 - 1572 Giorgia Vasari

According to Ovid coral was a kind of petrified seaweed formed at the instant that Perseus laid down the Gorgon's head after rescuing Andromeda from the sea-monster, as depicted above by Vasari (see here for more Medusa). Vasari's coral looks particularly like solidified blood here. I've always loved it, and am always drawn to the colour when its in any item of clothing

And if you were ever wondering about peacocks in paintings: 'From the ancient belief that its flesh never decayed the peacock became a Christian symbol of immortality and Christ's resurrection' as well as being a symbol of 'pride personified.'

 

Homage to a Poet, early 16th Century, Giorgione

 

Woah

I am entirely missing the point of Luis Gispert's 2011 show, 'Decepcion', in admitting that although I sincerely understand and admire the aim of the pictures (read the press release here), I would also quite like to own one of these cars.

Sweet Tooth

 

This honey from Damas Gate on Uxbridge Road looks like it means business. It reminded me of a book I've just finished 'The Secret Life of Bees' by Sue Monk Kidd - an easy but enjoyable read. It actually made me look forward to tube journeys. Also in Damas Gate:

I have no idea why I didn't buy them, even just for the packet. I could have even tried to play with my food and make one of these guys:

 

Good old Google.

For more rabbit related musings, check out an earlier post on their lucky claws.

After thought

Suddenly occurred to me last night that I'm not the only one dreaming of pink landscapes (See Caerhays Castle, below)

 

And while I'm at it, my sickly pink nails fit the theme too

 

So girly right now.

Caerhays Castle

This is Caerhays Castle in Cornwall, one of the most beautiful places in the county. I've only visited once ages ago but I remember it well. It's one of those stately homes that still feels lived in, with certain parts cordoned off during visiting hours. Still a home though - I loved walking through the breakfast room and seeing the remnants of the morning meal (Weetabix, in fact) still on the table. Apparently Caerhays is home to the biggest collection of Magnolia's in the country

 

In my mind that means the landscape is a sea of pink throughout spring, although I'm sure this dream can't be true as there are tons of varieties of Magnolias according to the castle's website. As it's practically on a beach too, it made the perfect setting for the 1979 TV series of Rebecca, with Jeremy Brett and Joanna David.

 

It does kind of feel like everyone should always be wearing white suits or summer dresses with hats and veils at Caerhays, like Brett here.

Snow Swept

Mum off out, wrapped up against the newly started snow drifts...

7 days of Style

 

Daisy Boyd

Tessa Griffith

 

Rosa Curtain

 

Frances Costelloe

 

Hannah T-W

For those who missed these lovely ladies showcasing their amazing wardrobes... Here are 7 days of outfits from each, just click on their picture to see more.

Screen Print

This evening I randomly came across this picture of a silk screen print I made a few years ago in Manchester. After having withdrawal symptoms from printing regularly at school, I did an afternoon's worth of it with Daisy, one day in our second year... Really not my greatest effort, but I do enjoy using the tote bag I printed with there assorted animals.

Diva?

Apologies in advance for the quality of these pictures... These rings, all by 'Diva', or the jewellery section of Miss Selfridge, had the most unbelievably bad rings to offer the other day - so bad, they were SO GOOD. Such as, this cross

as well as lots of rings that require multiple fingers to be worn, like:

That's a pretty awkward situation if you wanted to high-five someone. All fingers encased by the lobster, bar one. 
This little face was one of my favourites

But the best was definitely this

 

Despite their greatness though, I didn't buy any of them which is probably a good thing, and partly due to the fact that I'm so attached to the rings I already have and always wear like this beautiful one, borrowed from Mum. 

Rings have been a long standing obsession of mine, from endless trips peering through pawn shop windows, and countless trips to 20p machines.