Bakelite as worn…

Necklaces

Unusual necklace

Unusual necklace

Tootie Fruitie

Tootie Fruitie

Lemons

Lemons

Cherries and Von Teese

Cherries and Von Teese

On the beach

On the beach

Mahjong

Mahjong

 Bangles

Vogue Bangles shot

Vogue Bangles shot

Reds

Reds

School mistress

School mistress

Oooh bangles

Oooh bangles

More reds

More reds

More bangles

More bangles

Modern vintage

Modern vintage

I've got more than you

Mine are better than yours

I heard that!

I heard that!

Idiosyncratic Fashionistas

Idiosyncratic Fashionistas

Greens

Greens

More green bangles

More green bangles

Giometric

Giometric

More giometric

More giometric

Friends

Friends

Colours

Colours

Bangles galore

Bangles galore

Bo Ho & bangles

Bo Ho & bangles

Ambers

Ambers

A couple

A couple

Style

Rockin the bling

Rockin the bling

Twins

Twins

Vintage modes

Vintage modes

Red earrings

Red earrings

On your bike

On your bike

Too many rings

Too many rings

can't have too many rings

can’t have too many rings

In the swim

In the swim

In the shade

In the shade

Fall colours

Fall colours

Casual

Casual

Fashion Icons

 

Josaphine Baker

Josaphine Baker

Nancy

Nancy

Iris Apfel NYT

Iris Apfel NYT

Dita Vontese

Dita Vontese

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Kate Moss

Kate Moss

Thriller in the Smoke!

So it’s off to London with my old teaching buddy this weekend. Always love a trip to the smoke and this time staying with a relative of mine in Caterham. So boarded the train in Leeds only to be delayed at Retford for an hour.  Reading this book at the moment, set in France just around the corner from where we are, so am finding it very interesting.

The Ripening Sun by Patricia Atkinson

The Ripening Sun by Patricia Atkinson

Made London by 1.30 and did the usual walk up from KC passed Euston Stn onto TCR. Popped into Heals. We were lured in by some sales of mulled wine syrup at 20% off. So it was up to the toilets and cafe. Very unimpressed 3 toilets very poorly appointed and a cafe where the food was on display uncovered for all and sundry to cough and spray spit over. Needless to say we left. Discounted several other sandwich shops to end up having a salad from M&S. Together with pure pomegranate juice. It was lovely. Got our tickets for Thriller on Saturday evening.

Marilyn Monroe

Marilyn Monroe

Then to the national portrait gallery to see the Marilyn Monroe exhibition of photos. She really didn’t have a bad side. Would have had a tea there if it wasn’t for the flies on the food yuk!  Meal at an Italian in the evening. Meat esters liked their chicken with sundried tomatoes. Bed and very tired but writing this before sleep takes over. Woke early as usual. At home 7am would normally be dog walking time, just can’t shake the habit for waking early.

Saturday 1/12/12
Took us a while to get going and quite a long journey into London. F was good to take us down to the station. Not sure if we will walk back at 11 tonight after the show. And we don’t.
We get to Ladbrook Grove and come across Jamie Oliver’s Recipease.

Recipease

Recipease

Well his toilets were a Crapper but the service was crapper still. We waited over 15 minutes for a cup of tea while the waitress fiddled about drying cups. Complained and were told the drinks were on the house. Made our way to Portibello Road passing a very full vintage jewellery shop on the way.

Portobello Road

Portobello Road

Had some Bakelite bangles just like the Mississippi mud ones I was wearing.

Hirst Antiques

Hirst Antiques

Bangles

Bangles

Portobllo was disappointing but we agreed that this was probably because we were very very cold. Finally made it to the West End via foot and bus. I was no help at all and seemed to take us in every wrong direction possible. Tea at Pizza Express. Every where else full. Then to the Lyric.

Michael Jackson

Thriller was brilliant. Fantastic singers and dancers, their energy and talent amazing. Had all the audience on their feet dancing . This show is a chronological trip through MJ’s musical career. Would love to take Cal to see it. MJ rules OK!

Sunday 2/12/12
F made breakfast for us then took us to Purley station to catch train into London. We are going to meet J’s son at Waterloo for lunch. Lovely lunch at gastro pub south of the thames. I had a chick pea dish with aubergines, squash and onions. Couldn’t eat a pud. Then we were dropped off at the bottom of old bond street where we walked through a Christmas decorated arcade onto new bond street and then onto Oxford street.

Super Christmas street decorations.

F had a really eclectic style in her home and I asked if I could take some shots for this blog.

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F is an artist too and this is one of her pieces.  One of my favourites and just the sort of painting I have wanted for home.

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It also brought a lump to my throat to see one of my mums paintings on her wall.

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Also recommended a must see French film Untouchable about a quadriplegic millionaire and his immigrant carer.

A Passion for Things

 

Amputation devices through time

Amputation devices

I woke up this morning and thought time to write a new blog.  We are in France at the moment, the weather is wonderfully hot at least over 35 degrees and my mind turned to bakelite once again (and why not?).  Well I am still bemoaning the fact that I had declined to purchase the most gorgeous little bakelite Box Brownie camera in a leather case from a vide grenier for 5€.  But worry not, as this is not another blog about bakelite and not even about people who collect bakelite, as I have previously touched upon Andy Warhol’s penchant for collecting carved bakelite bangles.  He also collected cookie jars and had over 175 when he died.

Andy Warhol's Cookie Jar Collection

Andy Warhol’s Cookie Jar Collection

No! I am thinking about when items are gathered together in a collection they always seem to me to be more than the sum of their individual parts and have a significance and beauty all of their own.  I am not really considering the psychological reasons why people collect or the very different and wacky things that are collected.  Rather than be too Freudian here I like to think that people collect either for fun, to rekindle childhood memories of perhaps toys played with in the past; or for investment, because a collection may be worth something in the future; or for a sense of achievement because it could be fulfilling to complete a collection; or a collection may demonstrate a sense of identity and individualism.  Collecting is what we humans do, and it is and has been an essential tool for the historian and anthropologist.  If humans didn’t collect then we wouldn’t have the wonderful contents of many of our museums today.  And for me, collecting isn’t just having a couple of items that are similar or the same, it is having that particular amount that makes it into a collection.  Considering the “odd number rule” I would say it’s got to be a minimum of three items.  Anyway having done a little research courtesy of the web I realised that people collect the most weird and sometimes horrible things.  From celebrity hair, to tattoos, to used toothbrushes.  For those with a nervous disposition or weak of stomach, and that includes me, I shan’t be venturing into this area of collecting.  See what you think of the following collections and do let me know what you collect, if anything.  (Images mostly courtesy of Pinterest).  

shoes

Shoes

Voodoo masks

Whitefriars glass

pyrex

Pyrex

Paperweights

Vintage cameras

Vintage cameras

Vintage tins

mirrors

Old bottle collection

Old bottle collection

If you want to read more on the subject of collecting then check out Marjorie Akin an anthropologist from the University of California, who has written an essay, “Passionate Possession: The Formation of Private Collections,”

Nancy Cunard

Nancy Cunard

You may have been wondering who the very stylish lady is that surrounds my blog.  Nancy Cunard was born in 1896 and was the only child of Sir Bache Cunard an heir to the Cunard shipping line and her mother was an American heiress Maud Alice Burke.  In her later life she gave up her home and travelled.  There was mental illness and poor physical health towards the end probably brought on by poverty and alcoholism.  She was found on the street in Paris and died two days later on 17th March 1965.

She was brought up in England on the Cunard estate of Nevill Holt Hall in Leicestershire.  Her parents separated in 1911 and she moved with her mother to London.  She was educated at boarding schools in England and France.

When she was 24 she moved to Paris and became involved with literature, modernism, surrealism and Dadaism.

Nancy Cunard

She was also a style icon.  Her passion for African culture was shocking and unconventional.  She wore huge slave bangles all the way up her arms, made from ivory, bone and wood.  All natural materials made by native people and this provoked uproar in society circles.  She also wore a necklace made from huge wooden cubes which paid homage to cubism.  Eventually her eccentric style became legitimised and was referred to as the “barbaric look”.  Jewellery houses such as Boucheron made their own versions of her African pieces.

In the late 20’s she had an affair with Louis Aragon, who was a French poet, novelist/editor and member of the communist party.  He was also a follower of Dadaism and a founding member of Surrealism in 1924.  After the affair ended she met Henry Crowder an African American jazz musician.  Crowder opened her eyes to the injustices of racism and was to inspire her political activism in this area.  In 1931 she published “Black Man and White Ladyship” which was an attack on the racist attitudes of the day.  She also went on to edit “Negro Anthology” which was a collection of poetry, fiction and non-fiction by African American writers.  It also included her own account of the “Scottsboro Boys” case.  Because of her involvement in this book, she received anonymous threats and hate mail some of which she went on to publish in the book.

In the 1930’s she began to fight against fascism.  She wrote about Mussolini’s annexation of Ethiopia and the Spanish Civil War.  Cunard was to accurately predict that the events in Spain were the prelude to another world war.  She raised funds for the Spanish refugees by standing on the streets of Paris.  She polled 200 writers about the Spanish Civil War asking the question “Are you for, or against, the legal government and people of Republican Spain? Are you for, or against, Franco and Fascism? For it is impossible any longer to take no side.”  She published the responses in a booklet “Authors Take Sides”, the most being from George Orwell, which started “Will you please stop sending me this bloody rubbish. This is the second or third time I have had it. I am not one of your fashionable pansies like Auden or Spender, I was six months in Spain, most of the time fighting, I have a bullet hole in me at present and I am not going to write blah about defending democracy or gallant little anybody…”

In London during the Second World War she worked tirelessly as a translator for the French resistance.

So Nancy didn’t simply settle for being a rich heiress, muse, patron or mistress to artists and writers, she was a fierce campaigner against injustice and prejudice wherever she encountered it.

 Credits:

http://expectationmyheavenanddwellingplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/parallax-by-nancy-cunard.html

http://www.guardian.co.uk/fashion/2011/nov/16/nancy-cunard-gucci

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nancy_Cunard

http://www.spartacus.schoolnet.co.uk/Wcunard.htm