October 4, 2014
“a dragonfly laying in coat of snow” (((((( Nico poetry )))))
Rainy Saturday morning swells water imagery/delicate emotions this week. Best picture above of my favorite Francofile, exquisite-eye, and batting eyelashes friend Susan Tabak in swelled full circle skirt mode. Inner flowers.
~ packed audience at FIAF. Water phone and turntable instruments, crystal orbs and bowl playing, orchestrated by my friend, music+image maker, Stephan Crasneanscki, whose image of a Flower Shower of a pure devotional festival in India is on my front door~~~~because yellow flowers remind me of my rolling stone father.
Heart swells zipped me back to a prophetic dream last week of singing bowls and harvesting and pressing velvety, underground corn kernels into crystal skulls on a farm in Italy (a very American Indian vision kind of dream)
~ there are worlds in petals/water droplets/holograms/rainbows where I can smell a swell infinity~
Aren’t we all just bees cross pollinating with plants, flowers, wools, waves, weaves, +tweeds cycling back to patterns we wear and groove with? Thus we Happily Pondered on Skype yesterday with brand partners on how to re-weave classic tweeds/or anything landing into modern crossroading. A 2-D-piction of 1-billion-D stars to make us Big Dippers.
Nuff slow poetry! Gotta run! Saturday! Errands! Soap bubble LOVE!
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Tags: Elizabeth Martin, FIAF, Fiona Fraser, Matt Brown, Nico, Paris Smith, Patti Smith, Rolling Stone, Stephan Crasneanscki, Susan Tabak, Tweed, velvet underground
LOVE my innie work from home RAINY DAY NYC ~ Casual Fridays indeed! ~
Voila! PJ’s to PJ’s ~ ~ a call from Paris b4 tucking in~ catch ups with my new mama/Elle editoress/brand star/LOVE: Trish in unbroken waves ~
we talk Paris to NYC “Pajamarama” from bebe adorableness to Paris runway newsflashes ~
~to women/identity/power from my bright lights/bright city power confabs at NYC’s recent WIE conference with yum ladies: Alexandra Wilkis Wilson. Alissa Vitti. Alina Cho. Amma Asante. Amy Odell. Cindy Gallop. Dee Poku. Diane Brady. Donna Cruz. Gabrielle Bernstein. Jane Hertzmark Hudis. John Demsey. Rachel Sklar. Satya Scainetti. Zosia Mamet. And Many More.
~to women/identity/power on the march with Paris’ Lagerfeld/Chanel women’s protest defile~
to the Kaiser’s previous SHOPPING show to the little book on PJ’s I must send to Trish’s son ~
to my NYC traffic-stopping woman pro-surfing the sidewalks yesterday wrapped in a Persian rug coat ~
A new picture of Le Fils, her son, a blond little prince with a red balloon ~ to
~ the late afternoon kid cheers, chants from my NYC 7-inch schoolyard playground next door~red ball bounce, bounce, bounce into the earth ~ earth turns, turns, turns~ owls lift lids when dusk’s curtain falls.
((( Wow. I never got out of my PJ’s. )))
People. Trish Nagy Travieso Karl Lagerfeld
Places. Home. Feels good to be consumed by art.sleep.work.
Things. Pajamarama. Hi Love! curtain above~hey I made that+hey, for hire!
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Tags: Alexandra Wilkis Wilson, Alina Cho, Alissa Vitti, Amma Asante, Amy Odell, chanel, Cindy Gallop, Dee Poku, Diane Brady, Donna Cruz, Edie Sedgwick, Gabrielle Bernstein, Jane Birkin, Jane Hertzmark Hudis, John Demsey, karl lagerfeld, NYC, Pajamarama, PARIS, Rachel Sklar, Satya Scainetti, Serge Gainsbourg, shopping, The Satya Foundation, Trish Nagy Travieso, WIE, womens empowerment, Zosia Mamet
NYC LOVE notes: 5pm: Black silk mini, bare legs with cowboy boots + trench leaguing it to the bistro bar,
where 6pm dusk a solo biz man is relishing a full tiered plate of 10 oysters,
while Barry White moans through the open bistro sidewalk doors
7pm We are drunk ( in the name of business ) on truffle cheese, champagne, reds+whites paired with impossible cheeses at Artisanal Bistro with Robert Landon, editor from Beirut luxury magazine, Aishti
8pm On the streets marveling again how a vigorous shake of a head is the perfect answer to any unintelligent, dirty approach or ask from a stranger. Hearing the “say wha?” from a certain old disco song every time seeing the improbable person or situation (every two blocks)
9pm, a cigarette pinched between a soldier’s fingers inside his palm, lights alternating on his hunched tan uniform as he passes open cafes.
9:30pm HOME, BED, SLEEP, WRITE THIS. LOVE
Places. Artisanal Bistro (full disclosure: our client!)
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Tags: Aishti magazine, Artisanal Bistro, Barry White, black silk dress, Helmut Newton, Housing Works Thrift Shop, jade dressler, Maria Kordova, Oysters, Robert Landon
New York City (some of my) 1 Million LOVE Smiles Yesterday: Morning: A fruit vendor passes a free apple to a very old man; I discover a small shop door leading to a big screen of the biggest Bollywood fake + fantastical jewels E-ver; a happy dwarf woman on a park bench, seen from a cab; Chanel-throbbing guests from China checking in at the Four Seasons Hotel; grown women (me+) giggling like pre-teens over orgasmic chocolate bonbons tumbling onto Park Avenue; a royal blue dream image a friend texted at 2am
Places. Four Seasons Hotel
Things. Touring Food Trucks, Classy Jewelry Inc on 27th Street (no site, use feet)
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Tags: ABC carpet and home, Classy Jewelry Inc, Food Truck, Four Seasons Hotel, New Yorkers for Children, Paulette Cole, Philippe Achard, Sacred Space, Sacred Space NY, Shelley Lewis, Slow Luxury, Whitewall