robin hood girl...
i love her real "no makeup" look
love this one. she was taking a lot of photos, herself...
simone signoret? sort of? i love her brows
is it bad that i like the smoke here?
this one, just stunning.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
fashion week 2011: movement
i love catching people on the move, especially when they are wearing cuts that are accentuated by a good long stride or fabrics that take to the wind...
i love this girl.
i was a few blocks from the venue, i don't know if i caught her shadow or what, but i could feel her hovering around, more than a foot taller than me...and i pulled out my camera so i could be ready when she walked past me, in her amazing Robin Hood.
and i love love love long flowy skirts. this girl has it right (IMO)...
she does too.
love this on her. not for everyone...
oh, my favorite jeans of the day.
if this is her "day" look, what will "night" be?
fashion week 2011: splashes
i decided to check out the fashion week scene up at lincoln center this morning.
a fashion journalist at the times had been complaining that this fashion week was feeling more subdued, more corporate, less spirited than previous events at bryant park and other venues around town.
i can't refute or deny that assertion--not based on an hour or so, on a sunday morning.
but i do think that the new and improved lincoln center is very photographer friendly--you're free to roam around the expansive josie robinson plaza (though i did see a couple of people stumble nastily up and down the grand stair, so it's not without treachery) or set yourself up along the gangplanks (catwalks) that attendees, after decamping on columbus avenue, tend to traverse on their way to the main stage. if you're intrepid, there is better opportunity here than you could hope for.
i can't refute or deny that assertion--not based on an hour or so, on a sunday morning.
but i do think that the new and improved lincoln center is very photographer friendly--you're free to roam around the expansive josie robinson plaza (though i did see a couple of people stumble nastily up and down the grand stair, so it's not without treachery) or set yourself up along the gangplanks (catwalks) that attendees, after decamping on columbus avenue, tend to traverse on their way to the main stage. if you're intrepid, there is better opportunity here than you could hope for.
there were many photographers, including the one and only bill cunningham, and many fashion blogger types (including the sartorialist and his famous photographer galpal, whose name escapes me at this moment)
bill cunningham...
scott schuman (a.k.a. the sartorialist). that girl is psyched that he took her photo...
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like i said, i didn't stay very long. but here's a little of what i saw and liked. splashes of color and pattern:
love the red (though i find it as hard to photograph as white) and his pink socks...
mixed signals
she's mixing color AND pattern
i love her outfit, sunday casual but cool
i love her outfit, sunday casual but cool
can you see her blue eyeliner?
red shoes. love. her friend looks good in blue, too.
i like a lot of what is going on here, in theory.
the lana turner headband sort of works for her.
Friday, February 11, 2011
one of my favorite shots of the day, but...
what is it with the shoes?
i'm not sure about the "reporting" here, but apparently in addition to the shoe as a "new weapon of humiliation," there's a lot more cultural symbolism attached to shoes than i ever would have guessed...like, a groom can ensure a happy life if he, um, puts the sole of his shoe on his wife's head?
not so much a fan of that one, but good visual.
photo: Marco Longari/Agence France-Presse — Getty Images via the nytimes, 2/11/11
i'm not sure about the "reporting" here, but apparently in addition to the shoe as a "new weapon of humiliation," there's a lot more cultural symbolism attached to shoes than i ever would have guessed...like, a groom can ensure a happy life if he, um, puts the sole of his shoe on his wife's head?
not so much a fan of that one, but good visual.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
read a good poem: on the origin of things
take off, 1956.
oil and enamel on canvas
helen frankenthaler
take off (detail) ...
taken at the metropolitan museum of art, dec 3, 2009
photo © anita aguilar
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On The Origins Of Things
Everyone knows that the moon started out
as a renegade fragment of the sun, a solar
flare that fled that hellish furnace
and congealed into a flat frozen pond suspended
between the planets. But did you know
that anger began as music, played
too often and too loudly by drunken performers
at weddings and garden parties? Or that turtles
evolved from knuckles, ice from tears, and darkness
from misunderstanding? As for the dominant
thesis regarding the origin of love, I
abstain from comment, nor will I allow
myself to address the idea that dance
began as a kiss, that happiness was
an accidental import from Spain, that the ancient
game of jump-the-fire gave rise
to politics. But I will confess
that I began as an astronomer—a liking
for bright flashes, vast distances, unreachable things,
a hand stretched always toward the furthest limit—
and that my longing for you has not taken me
very far from that original desire
to inscribe a comet's orbit around the walls
of our city, to gently stroke the surface of the stars.
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