Never underestimate the need for some time with nature and your thoughts. Being a child of the city, there’s no other place quite as perfect as the Barbican conservatory, for spending some quality time and just being at ease within the monumental brutalist complex.
Boasting a peaceful and relaxing experience, it is home to 1000s of varieties of plants and flowers. It also houses carp and tortoise. It was incredible to finally be able to experience this part of one of my favourite pieces of architecture, with its 4 storey concrete core, surrounded a lattice of glass and steel. Plants dangling, climbing, sprouting, weaving in and through the spaces and confines of the conservatory, seemingly hoping to take over their captive space.
Hope you all had a peaceful weekend.
Sitting here listening to Kilo Kish’s low and mellowed mixtape, I’m reminded of Roman Erol‘s just passed live art installation for which he held a viewing.
The performance itself was fantastical haunting, connecting to the experiences of observation, connection and spirituality. We entered the room to the blank canvas upon the floor. Each of the elements were brought out in turn, each figure accompanied by a piece of text. Throughout the performance played a voice over of accompanying, this was the eerie additional element connecting the final sense to the work
Water detail on heel at Marianna Jungmann Show
Being art director has its perks. Not only seeing shows, but actually being able to sit front row at a few was such an experience in its self. I’ve heard that stupid saying, y’know the one about you being a nobody (industry importance) if you aren’t in the front two rows, I think I kind of understand the meaning behind it, well my meaning. Hear me out, if you aren’t within those two rows, you are practically watching the show through someone else’s iPad/tablet/phone screen, you gain the perks of the atmosphere there but not actually being able to watch the show for the reason you came (I came), the performance and the clothes. It’s a bit of a bullet to bite when you’ve travelled a way to see a show to then be confronted by several hundred screens all attempting this visual display. It’s as though you may as well have sat at home and streamed it, at least you’re guaranteed to see the clothes. I also learnt that to enjoy the show one must also take a break from capturing it and just visually gorge.
Sarah Moon is a master of photography, or so is titled the video. I’m absolutely blown away by the
(little) work of hers that I have come across. Most of it (what I’ve found anyway) is shot on polaroid, not the integrated shit, but actual peel apart which gives you a positive and a negative. I think I have come to love this the best out of all the photographic mediums I’ve used.
Sarah Moon, this beautiful French fashion photographer of the 70’s. As Sarah narrates over the flow of her images displayed, I can’t help but notice the poetic way in which she’s explains the process of what and how she feels as she took her photographs, and the motions she goes through but how these same motions and feelings are what I feel, and no doubt, anyone in a visually creative field feels when recording any subject matter and then expressing it back as a visual piece. The fear, the angst, the pleasure, the eureka moment when everything falls into place, conveying the story you see in the moment. It’s also very interesting how, visually you can see these motions and emotions through the work as they navigate across the screen.
I’ve recently meet two style bloggers and shot for both of them, one very experienced and knows the style and herself very well. Working with the Bubbly Speckle has been great, the images I think are getting better with each and every shoot we’ve done, I definitely hope to continue to get better.
The other very new to but very determined and knows in her mind’s eye what she’s wants, but doesn’t quite know what she wishes to achieve with this new outlet. I very much wish her all the best and it has been a blast to work with both of them. In doing this, its allowing me to shoot. Something I’ve been longing to do for a long while, and whilst it’s still not entirely for myself, as there’s no monetary exchanges, its been a great outlet in letting me explore visual styles that I’ve wanted to try but not had a subject for.
But perhaps in shooting for them I’ve kind of unlocked something within. I can indeed relate to the feelings in the video as, although these are all digitally shot, the creative process is no less immediate or made easy.
Oh how I’ve actually longed to write something about Whistle. First introduced to me by a University friend I very much fell in love with the modernity, yet versatility of the pieces. At this time however, in 2009, there wasn’t a menswear line and this saddened my soul as to me its a perfect blend of clean design but not for an eye watering price.
This fall they’ve done what I’ve hoped they’d do since this that day. Under the direction of Nick Passmore, the men’s collection has been brought to life. My favourite thing about this collection is how anti-fit, casual but still refined and smart this collection is. The colour palette is one of my favourites, but then again, I’ve always been very partial to a bit of navy, grey and white. They do incorporated pops though. Bit of pink here and there.
Wow. Bath, is such a picturesque town, (City? Does it have a cathedral?) bathed in history and great architectural uniformity, with rows of perfectly carved, decorative and carved masonry buildings, of the bath stone varieties. Lots of classical features accented perfectly with ornamentations.
A few weeks back we went on a day trip to witness some of the sights and sounds. Did I say how picturesque it was? The day was gorgeous and perfect, not to hot not to cold, just sun and a hint of a cool breeze.
We didn’t venture to far from the actual centre, bath spa station, but with only 5 hours it was quite difficult to. We did manage to find a great selection of stores within the first 5 mins. Shop or store 71 was my favourite hosting a lot of street and urban inspired wears. There was an amazing leather bomber jacket in black calling me to return after pay-day.
Please someone buy me a cottage or house here. Currently working through September, I know it’s the end of October but c’est moi.
I’ve never really been one for posey posey pictures. I’m not sure how much they really capture of a person’s personality beyond a pretty smile or some other physical attribute that’s incredibly obvious or just an identity photo. So last monday, I went on a one day portraiture course lead by Owen Harvey, hosted by Ideastap.