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*Photo Credits Jenne Chao
Spotted in New York the *MADE in PARIS* tote and the 082010 plain bag on actor and producer Gary Robinson.
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*Photo Credits Jenne Chao
Hard to express my feelings about this man, but he again came to say it for me. His life, his work I hold in the highest regard.
“While I thought I was learning how to live, I was learning how to die. ”
- Leonardo da Vinci
I lived in Florence Italy many years ago. An elderly lady whom I shared a house with told me quite sternly that she thought that altered objects, or better said repurposed things are disrespectful of their original purpose and tacky. She thought that everything had to take its course and age in a natural state. Well that was long before recycling or upcycling. She was probably referring to wheelbarrows redone as planters and the like. Every time I think of painting a piece of furniture or doing something up, her voice is in my head and stops me in my tracks preventing me from retouching anything. Now today while shopping for paintings for my vintage & antique shop, I was led in a basement and asked if I wanted a few chairs. It was not really a basement more of a vault or a cave underground filled with chairs, I choose a few. I am thinking of painting them (I was thinking grey) but then there is that voice...
It has been almost 14 days since I did the Anti Baguette thing (whose counting!). I am fine and I have no problem walking past the Boulangerie anymore, though I had to go in the other day to buy one for my daughters lunch, and it was still warm... I did not even take a whiff. Honest!
Now here is the thing, I have now caught myself easing my food cravings with sugar. I am eating a bowl of sugarcoated Cornflakes everyday and I am taking great pleasure eating jam with a spoon right out of the jar. I would like to take on a anti-sucre sabbatical but then I am wondering what I would replace sugar with... I would like to think that radishes and fruit would do the trick. Or would I go straight to Fat? Ooh La La...
“Perhaps he knew, as I did not, that the Earth was made round so that we would not see too far down the road.”
- Isak Dinesen, Out of Africa
My aunt was named after the notorious Jewish German dancer Valeska Gert.
My grandparents who were part of the Dutch German 1920-40s art scene regretted this decision soon after the star turned out to be quite scandalous!
Me and my cousins used to wait for my aunts visit sitting outside all ready for her white tote bag filled with little gifts and tokens.
A lot of my treasured possessions are from her... She studied to be a opera singer in Amsterdam and still until this day gives concerts. Performing with her pianist she always wears a floor length black gown and jewels. Her voice is very deep and melodic. It is wonderful to pour over old black and white photographs, letters and listen to her stories.
Black tea with brown sugar crystals, Dutch art, Russian and French literature, a love for theatre, museums and antiques... oh my you should see her house...
Happy Mothers Day to all English Moms!
My personal mothers day is celebrated on the German, American, English and French mother day dates.
Happy days in cake and flower land.
On another happy note is that my Vert Tote was part of a Etsy Blogger event in Paris!
The awakening of the beast, the first roar is something that happens sooner or later to all of us.
Strength, assertiveness, personal power!
The Lion is the ruler of his kingdom, the King of Beasts.
Liberty, strength, courage, fidelity and vital action.
The symbolic meaning of the Lion is male, in my book the Lion is female...
I am not a pink person. I do not do cute or adorable very well.
5 Years ago I did not posses anything in pink, oh wait there might have been a CHANEL caviar card holder but that was it!
Then I had my daughter and things change and meanings change.
Pink is the color of unconditional love.
It is gentle, loving, quiet, trusting, thankful, harmonic, compassionate, relaxed and it is the lighter, sweeter side of love.
Now who would not want all of that?
My English Man said to me yesterday morning looking out of the kitchen window at this camellia on the flower bush * I choose this flower for you, it is perfect except for a little brown spot. The carpet weavers in Turkey always leave a stitch undone to honor Allah, nothing is supposed to be as perfect as him. * All my boxes were ticked at that moment!
I adore everything Turkish, I have recently picked up a passion for oriental rugs, and I love cracks and undone stitches. I am actually the one that will buy the cracked and broken bit in an antique shop, will say yes I will take the dress never mind the broken seam, the missing button. And I feel like a connoisseur and am happy when I read in one of my Sotheby's catalogs the caption under a stunning mind boggling priced piece that the item is bruised.
I think then to myself *it is just my kind of perfect...
I have taken a sabbatical from bread, yes the French kind, and to be specific I am talking about the Baguette...
I start eating the tip while walking down the street, then just another little piece, then another, and another until the only evidence that I have been to the Boulangerie is the very noisy paper wrapping wrapped around the middle (difficult evidence to hide), and the tip of the end of the crunchy divine French thing.
Breaking out the bowls, the spoons, the Marché TOTE Bag and the attitude, I will need to walk by a Boulangerie without stepping inside. Vegetables for 60 days and... well I was talking about bread not Cake...
I have been asked this every time I talk about my sortofupuntilnowsecret INTERVIEW SPACE blog.
Why do I do it ... I do it because I am curious and because I would like to have dinner with each and every human being on this planet at least once. I see the products I know the art I read your articles but I ultimately fall for the person(s) behind it all. It can be also the other way around ... I see something I like and find out who is behind it and crush for him her they even more.
So my answer is that I do it for the people, because of you and for you ...
Summer is almost here!!!
My work day (yes I work Sundays) was interrupted while working inside with my curtains drawn to take pictures of the new arrivals.
I found these two photos in one of the leather goods that I bought at auction in England a while back.
Oh Joy, real people on a real holiday having fun in the sun.
All right... back to work now... but in my head I am the lady next to the captain, with a hidden smile of course.