Tuesday, 29 November 2011

Postcards from Italy.


Anyone who know the Boy and I understand our connection with Italy. We had a 'slightly' dramatic situation 5 years ago while staying in Ranciano, Umbria near Perugia, Tuscany. I'll spare the details but it resulted in neurological surgery and camping out by his bedside for a few weeks in 'Ospedale Santa Maria Della Misericordia' while he recovered from his ordeal and began walking, talking and living again. So you can say that we're pretty attached to the place.

We go back as often as we can to visit the places and people who helped make the life changing experience a little easier with their incredible hospitality and genuine friendship.

We will move there eventually. 

Here are a few of the hundreds of photographs I have taken on the many times we have returned:


Firenze



I love clock design. This is possibly the greatest clock in the world. Florence station.


Village Cats on the Balcony. The In-law's house. Ranciano.




Hotel Victoria, Pisa.



Hotel Victoria's night service phone in the entrance hall. This was exactly how I found it. 






Milano Central.


Lovers write their initials on pad locks and lock them to the railings of the statue in the centre of the Pontevecchio (Old Bridge) Florence. I'm guessing that the keys are in the river.

 

6am car window icicles. December 05. Umbria.


Slow shutter speed shot of the carousel at sundown in the main square, Perugia 05.



Rosaries around the statue in the waiting room.  I became well acquainted with this little lady.


Golden Lady in the square, Assisi.


The ramshackle house that we found whilst walking through the villages in the middle of nowhere. Umbria.





Sunday, 27 November 2011

Saturday, 26 November 2011

Shadow made of Mercury.


Today was cold. The weather has been so mild recently it's easy to forget that we're almost into December. I love Winter. I was a December Baby so that could have something to do with it.

I still love being in the workshop, even in the depths of winter. Today this song came on the shuffle. I haven't listened to it in years. I forget how utterly beautiful it is. 

Good workshop music.








Tuesday, 22 November 2011

The perks of being a wallflower.



I love re-reading old favourites. Takes me back to living in Manchester.



Saturday, 19 November 2011

Not to be missed...



I shall be attending this.




Tuesday, 15 November 2011

Sew on and sew forth: Celebrating Movember with Magasin


I am not so good at sewing. I never have been. I try my very best but without a machine (or my Mother) helping me I usually end up ruining a perfectly good piece of clothing.

Best leave it to the professionals!

These wondrous pieces of embroidered accessories and home-wares are created by the talented Sarah Fordham of one of my favourite shops: Magasin.

Visit/join her page here:



Cheeky Movember Chap wall hanging.



Magasin's Tache' frame makes my lounge wall look handsome!





Magasin's embroidered Tache' Badges and Cufflinks. Perfect for Movember/Stocking fillers!



Although they are not Tache' themed, I just had to share the Chevron Rings as I am the proud owner of one of these beauties. Magasin have so many more designs in their range so why not have a peek over at the shop.


Oh and Happy Movember! x


Sunday, 13 November 2011

Remembrance Day


When I was 16 I discovered one of my all time Heroines. The College I was studying at had a small exhibition of a handful of photographs taken by Elizabeth Lee Miller in the entrance hall and they caught my attention as I was wandering around eating breakfast before classes started.

The only information I absorbed at the time  (I had an extremely selective attention span at that age as most 16 year old Art students do) was that the few black and white photographs were taken during World War II when Miller dangerously travelled around Europe as a War correspondent.

A few years later I read a book about her life and was utterly amazed. Born in New York in 1907, Lee Miller was introduced to photography by her Father and would often be the main subject of his portfolio. At the age 19 she was stopped from walking in front of a car by the founder of Vogue Magazine and had a very successful early career as a model until she moved to Paris to become an apprentice, lover and muse of Man Ray. This experience helped mould Miller into a well respected Fashion and Fine Art photographer.



(Lee Miller profile by Man Ray.)

When World War II broke out Miller was residing in Hampstead, London and with her passion for photographic documentation ignored pleas from family and friends to return to America. By doing this her career started as a War correspondent for American Vogue.



(Lee Miller in Hitler's bath tub published, April 1945 just after his death.)

The photos were extremely harrowing as all War photographs are but there was a hidden beauty under the surface of the pictures that captivated me. Maybe something in the light and composition of the pictures that I couldn't quite put put my finger on until I discovered that she had been taught by one of the World's greatest photographers.



(Dead SS Soldier in canal, Dachau, Germany 1945)

Among the numerous fashion photographs and portraits were sobering shots of war taken on the front line, the London Blitz, German bomb raids in St Malo, France, in Hitler's Villa and at the newly liberated Dachau.



(The suicide of a  Mayor's daughter, Leipzig, 1945)

After the War ended, Miller continued to shoot fashion and celebrities for Vogue but found the contrast of situations difficult to grasp and like many people after the War, started to suffer with Post Traumatic Stress. Through her suffering, Miller continued to work on the occasional shoot for Vogue but soon exchanged her cameras for the Kitchen and during the 60's became a highly successful gourmet chef.



(London 1941)

Although Miller threw Herself into her new career path, Images of the scenes she had photographed at concentration camps and the front line continued to haunt her and she fell into depression.

Elizabeth Lee Miller died of cancer at her Sussex home in 1977.  She was 70 years old. Miller's work continues to be exhibited. I try to attend as many as I can. What an incredible Woman with such an incredible life story.  I would urge anyone to read her biography.




Saturday, 12 November 2011

The face in the ceiling.



This is the work of Liu Bolin, 'The Invisible Man'.

His work is pretty self explanatory.

I think it's wonderful.













Friday, 11 November 2011

Where ever there's a cottage small beside a field of grain.


Today is the 11th of November.


Blue Birds, White Cliffs, Red Poppies.

Thursday, 10 November 2011


I like this quite a lot. I have a few shoots lined up in the new year with some extremely talented people. I am slightly swayed to the darker Fever Ray/Yeasayer/Caribou kind of style and art direction. 

We will have to see what we end up with! Very exciting.

Wednesday, 9 November 2011

You read me Shakespeare on the rolling Thames


It's nearly here. I'm so eager to hear it. This is just one of her stunning press shots for the new release. In all her Inuit glory. 

X




Tuesday, 8 November 2011

Slow and Steady.


Today brings news of potential press features. If they materialise it would mean big things. However, I have had many of these scenarios before where I have been cut from a publication feature last minute by the Editor's choice and therefore try not to get my hopes up.

Honestly I'm felling pretty overwhelmed with everything at the moment. I just need to run with it and if I fall off then there will be another chance to jump back on again soon....

...right?





Monday, 7 November 2011

Takes a teenage riot to get me out of bed right now


Today was a sad day. I actually talked myself into letting go/throwing away my first ever pair of Allstars. I literally lived in these shoes (I swore by vans and converse through my teens and early 20's) but after 10 whole years of putting them through all sorts I finally decided that they were too far gone. 

Also, I really only ever wear shoes now.

If this pair of Allstars could talk :(


Penny for the Guy.


I hope you all had a wonderful Bonfire Night?

We had our own bonfire tonight as we attended our amazing friend's birthday/fire work dinner on Saturday. 

Sparkler photographs are the best!


Amanda pulling some birthday shapes with her birthday sparkler.


Our garden bonfire down by the vegetable patches/allotment.

Happy November 5th (two days late) x

Sunday, 6 November 2011

Trains & Sewing Machines.


Last week the Boy, the In-laws, my Olympus Trip 35 and I ventured out to Bodiam Castle. We took lunch on the South Eastern Steam Train. It was a delight. Going off the beaten track is always my preferred way of exploring as it really allows you to view what you wouldn't necessarily see from the road/path. 

This time of year is perfect for it as the Autumnal colours and fighting Pheasants were out in all their glory. It was also wonderful to view the Kent countryside, drinking wine from the comfort of a cosy vintage steam train carriage. 

We really can't lose these relics. Restore them all I say!