pretty city: warren street

on warren street. hudson, ny.

aug 21, 2010

hudson: window collages

nostalgia.hudson, ny.

august 21, 2010

the crossing. hudson, ny.

august 21, 2010

living room. hudson, ny.

august 21, 2010

all photos © anita aguilar

ornamentum gallery: the (august 2010) collection

"kleine halskraus" - limited edition sculptural necklace by camilla prasch, of denmark.

made of black silicone discs and nylon snaps.

i like this because it looks like a serious little record collection...

the albino version!

also by camilla prasch... "reigen 715 2009"

this necklace is made of paper pricetags, polyester thread

from the felt jewelry collection of karin wagner (switzerland)

also from karin wagner...less "necklace," more "lei." a felted lei...

rolled paper chain...by momoko kumai (japan)

this reminds me of my sister's work...

"by the meter" is an necklace made of meters (presumably) of looped links.

artist: dorothea brill, of germany

necklace (wood, silver, mirror) by pia aleborg (sweden)

artist: pia aleborg

all photos © anita aguilar

rebecca hannon: color stuctures

these photos are for my sister...

20' long necklace. (yes, feet)

laminate, cable.

carnival necklace--this one might be my favorite, for the turquoise and coral...

silver, laminate, turquoise, coral. 34 inches long.

pebble neckpiece

laminate, cable. 20 x 10 x 1/8 inches. (check the red dot...this one's sold)

i have to be honest and say, i thought this was a bracelet. but maybe they are earrings?

the design though, is "orbit" and it's silver and laminate...

see the silver eyeglass frames?

modular earrings

laminate, silver. ca. 2 1/2 x 1 x 1 3/4 inches

branch and oval earrings

silver, orange laminate. 5.25 x 2.5 x 1/8 inches

nest bracelet

horse hair, oxidized silver. 6 x 5 x 3 inches

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all photos © anita aguilar

rebecca hannon: more porcelain...

i love that these pieces show the artist's hand--for real. these are stamped and cut from porcelain paper, called keraflex, then fused with slurry, and heated at an extremely high temperature...

megaphone earrings

porcelain, gold. 2.25 inch diameter x 1"

goose feather earrings

porcelain, gold. 2.25 x 1.75 x 5/8 inches

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photos © anita aguilar

rebecca hannon: black and white and red (in porcelain)

my sister had the brilliant idea to visit the ornamentum gallery in hudson, new york this weekend to see the work of rebecca hannon, a jewelry artist and assistant professor at the nova scotia college of art & design...

stefan, the gallery owner, was kind enough to allow me to photograph some of her work...

these pieces exemplify "black and white and red all over". i love the juxtaposition of the simple stark background with the delicacy of the porcelain work...

halfmoon necklace

porcelain, cable. 36 inches long, 1" semi-circles

corsage brooch.

porcelain, silver. 3 1/2 x 4 x 2 inches

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the "black and white and red all over" exhibition closed today, but i'll be posting more photos of ms. hannon's work, and the designs of other artists, in the coming days.

if you're interested in purchasing the artwork/jewelry, you may wish to contact the gallery directly...

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all photos © anita aguilar

pretty city: l'orange blue in the afternoon

broome/crosby streets, nyc. august 20, 2010

while strolling through the park today

i wasn't born in new york city, but i've lived here long enough that actor/model/celebrity encounters are pretty ho-hum. even if i'm interested--or excited-- about one, i'm not likely to acknowledge, much less fawn over him. (tennis players are a different matter.)

though there was one time i inexplicably but absolutely lost my mind upon seeing matt dillon downtown, near centre street. i screamed, "there's matt dillon!" i even pointed. he turned and walked briskly in the other direction. i don't even really like matt dillon. that was a true aberration.

but this noon, i walked into madison square park where they were filming white collar--yea! white collar!

(i know, i don't watch it either, but) i couldn't resist taking a few photos because i was in an excellent mood, and, more importantly, friend/film snob/football blogger, richard short, will be appearing in episodes this summer. i will definitely be tuning in to those. (you should too. i'll tell you when they'll be on)

starring matthew bomer, as "neal caffrey"

i know this guy in the white shirt. you know this guy in the white shirt. but what the heck's his name? josh something? i couldn't remember. is it worse though, that i eventually remembered he dated christina ricci, and i imdb-ed her, and found out he is adam goldberg?

check out the evil eye i'm getting from the extra....

and the city was bright

in the night-time, like day...*

(or rather, nice and just bright enough. july 9, 2010)

*"the prodigal son" by james weldon johnson

ain't that lovin' you, baby

i'd been watching tv in our basement family room when the news about elvis' death interrupted everything. i wasn't really aware of his music--if we were anything, we were a sinatra household--but i was struck by the grave voice and cadence of the news reporter, elvis. aaron. presley....dead, at 42, and the hysteria of his fans-- the sobbing, wailing, fainting masses. i went upstairs to tell my mom, who i caught balancing on the arm of the couch, watering her plants. the news stopped her; we watched more of the reports together. she was shocked, not in any outsized way. mostly she couldn't believe how young he was. i couldn't quite shake that someone could die so dramatically--heart attack on the toilet seemed awfully humiliating to me, even as an eight-year old. it was worse than mama cass (peanut butter sandwich, in bed was the rumor i'd heard).

but my elvis education started on that day. radio stations seemed to play his music all the time after that (our family cars didn't have 8tracks or cassette players then). i thought "hound dog" was downright silly, but i dreamed that someone, some day would confess he "can't help falling in love" with me (via casey kasem and a long distance dedication).

starting in the 7th or 8th grade (after we finally got cable!), i could count on "elvis week," at least once or twice a year, around his birthday or death anniversary. a full week of silliness and sugar in glorious technicolor and stereophonic sound... i vowed that when i was a millionairess, i'd have reproduced joan blackman/maile duval's wardrobe from blue hawaii. and i'd learn to dance like ann-margret. (one out of two isn't bad.)

but this year, and today, cable channels have a lot of other content to promote. so no girls!girls!girls! no fun with ursula andress in acapulco. since i don't listen to the radio, i will be the mistress of my own elvis programming. 50s masters, disc 5 it will be, along with these clips (hope you enjoy them, too)