3 is my lucky number and if you turn a 3 on its side, you have a nice set of breasts, boobs, boobies, tits, udders, jugs, knockers, hooters, peaches, rack, guns, missiles (what’s with those violent references?) or puppies-under-a-blanket, which was my Dad’s favorite — yes, I had an inappropriate father. Is this just another cheap tactic to denigrate women? Probably. And I haven’t even brought up all of the nicknames — or should I say “pet names” (wrong on […]
Everything is coming up blue including my newest piece of mixed media art. And ironically yet typically, virtually everything I read lately has to do with the color blue…from artwork by Pablo Picasso created during his self-proclaimed “The Blue Period”, when he only painted in shades of blue and blue-green to Wassily Kandinski’s “Blue Rider Period” to three of my favorite albums of all time…Miles Davis “Kind of Blue”, Joni Mitchell’s “Blue” (a masterpiece of sadness) and “The Blue Notebooks”, […]
Winterize your lips…that’s what I told myself I needed to do. So I bought some coconut oil, shea butter and beeswax for a home made lip balm. Unfortunately, my lip balm was more of a winter candle for sale at a discount store because it was missing a wick, than something that I could possibly use on my lips. In fact, I’m thinking about adding a wick to the hot mess and selling them on eBay. In the meantime, I […]
I’m always gobsmacked by the elegance and simplicity of French women. And now that I’ve lived in France for 13 some odd years and I’m somewhat privy to their beauty secrets, I’d like to share a few tips I’ve learned over the years… add tap water to your hands when you apply face creme or body lotion – and your products will last twice as long! buy products if you happen to find yourself in an airport so it’s duty […]
Deep in the heart of a France, an activist named José Bové galvanized an entire community, including men, women and children, to dismantle McDonalds. Later, the region continued to protest against various developments and giant ‘Oui’ and ‘Non’ signs were erected, among others. I braved a ditch and an embankment and got a shot of both signs but ultimately the “Oui” took pride of place and became a piece of art.
I had no idea there was such a thing as a medieval wine bible but apparently there is. I learned this while on a wine tour in St Emilion in a former nunnery. I asked for permission to take a photo of the ancient text from the 90-year former nun owner and I was ready for her to say “Non!” in her scariest French nun voice but instead she said she’d be honored. I was so honored. The paper, bindings and […]
I try to capture the spirit in inanimate objects and this object definitely had spirit. Sometimes I wonder if there’s really such a thing as ‘inanimate’? Can we question all the answers? There truly seems to be another reflection, an illusion of life — our illusion! The illusions we hold so dear and oh the masks we wear.
I recently had a brush with death, a dance with Mr D — and he has some tricky dance moves — and remembered taking this eerie photograph of a human skull in a manor house in the English countryside at a wedding. There was a huge presence in those bones. It was super creepy. That coulda been me!
I love the aesthetic of heads…from flower (next project!) plant and animal heads to the human form, my eye often wanders to the head…man, plant or beast. Before I knew it, I had several hundred photographs of heads and exhibited a woman show entitled “Heads Up”. That obsession lead to the photo series “Butts” — including photographs of sculptured butts at the Louvre. Beautiful asses!
Barcelona! I love this city! It is one of my favorite cities in the world. I also love cities with the word “bar” in them! In that vein, this city stays open until the wee hours and I have had some incredible memories in the morning light at the break of dawn. I took this photo of street art in the city center in one of those long nights. I then embellished “Natasha” (my title) with bright acrylic paint and […]
This series literally caught my eye. My first love affair with bridges was in Paris on the Pont Neuf when Kenzo draped the bridge in pink and red flowers that dipped into the River Seine, for the Fête de Musique on the Summer Solstice. Since then, I have been fascinated by bridges from all around the world and the light that dances along the water, not to mention the metaphor of keeping an eye open for bridges in our lives […]