Thursday, 4 August 2011

Home a strange concept.

Home is a strange concept, a nostalgia is carried around with me that I place upon items and scenes that mimic some of the actualities of the real home for me. But apart from this there is the serious misidentifying association with film and literature that we carry in perhaps a stronger clutch than reality. It is all based upon how we feel as people and what we get from a situation. I remember when I was going through a break up a friends partner said to me, don’t underestimate how important a tv series can be, at this time you need something that you can rely upon and will be there constantly something to remind you that you are human, make you laugh and feel again, you need that right now. It is strange the differences that we go through. I had never listened to headphone music before my break up and then I had to have it everyday on the tube, walking everywhere and I would not take out the music until the last possible moment, until I was at the door of work, even as I was getting out my keys I would leave it in place. Then one day it just fell away, that need disappeared and it is odd because I knew that I needed it and I knew that it would end, but I could not change it at the time, I needed it and I accepted that.
But back to this concept of home, where is our actual home;
1. A place where one lives; a residence.
2. The physical structure within which one lives, such as a house or apartment.
3. A dwelling place together with the family or social unit that occupies it; a household.
a. An environment offering security and happiness.
b. A valued place regarded as a refuge or place of origin.
5. The place, such as a country or town, where one was born or has lived for a long period.
6. The native habitat, as of a plant or animal.
7. The place where something is discovered, founded, developed, or promoted; a source.
8. A headquarters; a home base.

So many meanings for one term, I know that myself I use the term lightly, I say home for every place that I sleep for a time being. If I am away on holiday I will say when are we going home, this is somewhere that I have only just started to stay and somewhere that I am aware that I will be leaving. But I still I name it by the word home, I will then call my parents house, home, the commune home, although I have noticed of late that as I am going there less and less it is becoming the commune more in my mind, or my studio. I am detaching myself from it and feelings that I have for it. I also find it odd that actual things from my past like the apple cake that my mum used to make, I like it, but it does not bring on any nostalgic feelings. But then watching movies with Johanna in Marseille makes me instantly feel like a child and that is something that could never have happened in my childhood. I guess that it is when we are in situations that make us feel safe and protected that is when we feel those feelings, that is why we relate so well to art and literature as it doesn’t have to be our own experiences in order to feel that we are, these paintings make me feel at home, the landscape is so alien but there is something familiar in them. 

Wednesday, 3 August 2011


A few of saatchi online arts. I am not sure what the criteria is for the online saatchi artists. I have become a friend on facebook so I get the pick of the day art choices, and then I indefinatley start to flick through the libary of artists and some of these caught my eye. I seriously feel that I do not have a style in terms of painters. I just apreciate certain paintings more than others. Also what I noticed is that some pieces I liked and then when looking at other work from the same artist I decided against it. This has made me realise how important it is to only display work that you are pleased with, as others out there just like me will discount a piece that they like if the rest of the work makes them feel that there opinion may have been too hasty. None of these pieces would I say that I love, however all of them caught my eye and intruiged me. This is very important, I may now look into some of this artists and read some reviews before deciding on whether I like their work. It is easier to dislike than like, that is a stronger fact in the art world than anywhere else, so a few good pieces are the best thing to display, leave me wanting to look into the artist in greater depth.
I went to an art opening recently and decided to purchase a piece by a young photographer, it was only a print, but I found the person wh was organising and I said that I wished to buy it, firstly they did not take card, which meant that I would have venture out into the world and come back to the world of art and not feel like any illusions had been broken. Secondly I asked the man to look after the print until I returned as I definitely wanted to buy it, he then made the fatal mistake that caused him and the artist to loose out on a sale, he said that it did not matter as they had hundreds out the back, now I know I was buying a print, but hundreds, out back, choice of words not the best and as a result I thought nope not today, nothing special about that print. Always make it feel like they want to know more and that it is exclusive.  

Wednesday, 20 July 2011

A few little things

Marlene Birger and Iosselliani a match made. I think that they make a very handsome match !
My wish list is much bigger than the few items that have been posted on here today. Recently I stumbled upon a designer called Emma manley - I think that the website is beautifully presented, but I do get slight motion nausea when browsing through my favourite items, which are the peekAboo, Cape!! Chiffon shirt and leather shorts...
Really refreshing to see some exciting fashion designs. My style changes constantly, but I like to think that an element of playfulness is retained. I have never wanted to look sensible but I do think that simplicity is a very important factor in dressing.
I heard that your hair completely changes every seven years and mine has gone straight - this for me is horrid as it makes me feel dull and lifeless... What am I without my mad curly hair? What is left I ask you?? Perhaps I should get a perm, after all times must have changed, with all the modern appliances you must be able to get a non eighties perm... right? A natural yet mad flash of wild curl !?! It's what I am after. And a grapefruit, I would like a pink grapefruit today, but I just went to the shop and along with other items I bought oranges, this in retrospect was a mistake, but not enough of a mistake to make me walk back to the shop ! I have my lemonade after all, life giving lemonade. A bowl of blueberries, the biggest bluberries I ever did see, massive and delicious...

Continued wish list on a Wednesday


Multi Strand Jewel and Shell  Necklace by Iosselliani