Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Dahlias and Plays

My Dahlias are finally blooming! I thought for sure they weren't going to make it. I planted them late and our summer has been so bizarre, it didn't even really start until August. But it looks like 6 out of probably 9 are strong and healthy. I MUST dig them up this year. The first couple years I had them going, I left the bulbs in the ground and they were fine, but somehow my luck ran out and since then, every time I've tried to leave them in over the winter I've killed them. Dahlia murder...unforgivable. Unless you are chopping them down to put them on your table, then, you know, its a worthy sacrifice.





I have also started work on the next play I'm designing costumes for. "Jehanne of the Witches," not bad, I like the script. Its about Joan of Arc and Gilles de Rais or "Blue Beard" written by a local playwright Sally Clark. Pretty interesting. I think we should be able to have some fun with it. Thrasso Petras will be directing and I just love him, we seem to jive quite well and that always makes it the best, when the collaboration and communication is on.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

The Pixies

Thought I'd throw up Debaser by the Pixies, all about Un Chien Andalou...

I think my favourite might be Wave of Mutilation though...For any ocean dwellers out there, can you not just feel the spray of the sea when you listen to this?? I'll put that up too...


Midnight in Paris


While I haven't seen a Woody Allen movie for years, (mostly due to the fact that he married his 16 yr. old adopted daughter and I just can't get past that! Freak. And not the good kind.) I have to say, I was really glad I went to this one.
Clever, funny, kind of sweet. Nothing you'll lose your mind over intellectually, but worth the price of admission.
Owen Wilson's character is adorable and Marion Cotillard is so gorgeous she'll make your brain slide out your ear. And really, isn't that enough in itself?

Its at the 5th Ave.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Fin.


Right, so here is my Dalinian Dog.
He actually never started out as one, though he was always meant to be a bit unsettling and curious. I obviously was influenced by studying Dali in my art history class. Kind of amazing what we do unconsciously. I stepped back from the painting the other day and thought, oh, jesus, I've given him the crazy Dali eyes. Then I thought, I'm ok with that....