Sunday, May 30, 2010

Tooth Decay



Whatever you do, don't go to Thailand and lose your tooth cap...


then have it replaced in Manila, in the office of a family friend...


then continue to eat gummy bears until it falls out AGAIN...


because then you'll look (or at least feel) like this.

Trust me. I know.







Saturday, May 29, 2010

Goodnite

Too Much Love

I love the Yoko and Linda sightings at the end. Divas to the dance floor, pleeeeaaase....

Raise my testicles, bitch.



"A good way to think about Barney's work is probably just to accept its ambiguity, which, in a sense, is his basic point." - Michael Kimmelman (full article here)

After seeing Cremaster 1 and Cremaster 2 (for the second time), I think that Micheal Kimmelman is on to something. The more you try to digest or understand Barney's work, the less it congeals into any actual meaningful sum. Perhaps it is best viewed as a collection of musings on mythology, both real and imagined, or a series of highly staged performance pieces. I think it is just best to sit back and let the wave o' Barney wash over you and see what sticks. That said, let me do my personal recap from my most recent viewing.


In some ways, Cremaster 1 seemed like a Bjork video to me. It is no wonder the two have formed a partnership. Knowing that this installment of the cycle is meant to represent the human reproductive organs in their most undifferentiated state (thanks wiki), I can rationalize the blimps as the polarized sexes vying for control of the anatomy (ie. the chicks on the football field). But on a subconscious level, I say references to ejaculation, erection, anal beads, and total physical euphoria. Suddenly Bjork doesn't seem so unique.


Cremaster 2 is highly homo to me. This scene in particular, I interpret as a homosexual man fetishizing and fantasizing about another um, man (?) [Did you see that small dick?]. His murder played out in my mind like flirtation gone wrong. Maybe the small dicked Gilmore in the car(s) chamber was not ready to be viewed as a sexual object just yet. The cocoon was not ready to reveal a complete sexual organism. Maybe, the scene is about homophobia, though probably not. It's hard to say, but all the buffing and inserting of cylinders into the manly cars - well, need I say more?

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Is Matthew Barney all he's cracked up to be? Find out for yourself. Just be sure to enter the theater with a clear and malleable mind. Oh, and read this too.

REI KAWAJACOB?



Monday, May 24, 2010

Belissima!


I've never been to Italy, but I've been to Italian Vogue!

Sniff Sniff


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"The End" the GIF

SPOILER ALERT! If you haven't seen the last episode of LOST, do not continue watching! For those of you that have seen it or don't have any attachment to the show, carry on gurls.

the end the gif small

I thought it would be fitting to commemorate the end of LOST with this animation. I've watched the show for 4 years (catching up on the first two on DVD while travelling) and it has been such an inspiring experience. It made you think differently and engaged your imagination, feats that are rare for TV programs at large. I've designed it so that this animation is on loop forever. Apropos for a show that bent time and space every episode.


Saturday, May 22, 2010

It's been a while, Ms. DI–VUH!

It's been a while since I've updated this blog. I know. I use this place to be creative and tell stories from time to time, but I've had to do that so intensely over the last couple of months at my jobby job that I've been a bit drained. The creative juices were running low. And so, I did what one naturally does when that happens - I cut my hair, of course.


I've been telling people that my etching in my scalp holds the secrets to the LOST finalé taking place tomorrow. I really think it does. But we hold a modern, multi-purpose aesthetic in the House of Deuteronomy. More than just that, it spells D I V A. Can you see it yet? This isn't one of those illusion posters from the 80's where you have to cross your eyes to see...

Speaking of DIVAS, check out this blog post from the VOGUE website.


We were wondering what Hamish was snatching up with such panache - apparently some Yves Saint Laurent Haute Couture, some Balenciaga, and some Prada thrown in for good measure. The man knows what he wants. Seeing him rifle through the racks was inspiring. To have that keen of an editorial eye must be amazing. To be able to spot a bonafide jewel in a rack of glittery, shiny rocks is a quality that I must own. The only way is to keep on looking, I suppose. Look and don't forget to SEE. I SEE YOU!

Hamish was lovely and agreed to take a pic with me. Just prior to our snaps, he took a pic of me in my Grace Coddington shirt. He said that she would get a laugh. I hope she did.


Another highlight of the evening was meeting Jean-Philippe Delhomme. The unknown hipster himself shared his talents with New York City Opera this year by creating the artwork for the invitation. For this piece, he sketched the co-chairs of the event: Hamish Bowles, Lorry newhouse, Elsa Klensch, Michael Bruno, Pat Field, and Ruben and Isabel Toledo.


Jean-Philippe was also very responsive to my portrait of Grace and took pictures of me in the shirt. It was a fabulous compliment. For a while, people did not see that Grace had a counterpart. My girl was a diptych, but her other half had not arrived. I told Jean-Philippe that André-Leon Talley was going to arrive and he seemed excited at the idea. Time ticked away and André was no where in site. FDP (my amazing André model for the evening) was off doing good deeds and kept the paparazzi waiting. Finally it came time for JP to leave. I told him that I would send a picture of André and with that I thought that my work just wasn't meant to be realized in its complete form. And then...

(vibrate vibrate)

DM: Hello? Where are you?!

FDP: Heyy! I just arrived, I'm downstairs with a friend of yours...

That's how this happened


It was PERFECTO timing on FDP's part!!! Jean-Philippe saw Grace's other (t-shirt) half as well as mine. He seemed entertained by the whole thing, which makes me happy since he's is SUCH an inspiration.


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What would DIVAS have been the shopping? And shop Artner did.


Amongst he many purchases, she got an amazing Vera Wang dress that we thank the style gods Lorry Newhouse didn't see. Since I was all in a Diva tizzy, Artner shopped for me as well and pulled some amazing finds (more about those later).

Meanwhile, FDP and I graced and andréd the red carpet, cuz you know it had to be done.


I think we look fab. My crotch does look like I'm suffering from some obscure third world ailment - something like goiter for the penis head, I know. But alas, what we do for fashion.

All in all it was an amazingly inspiring night. And the best part is, I'm all ready for the LOST finalé now. That is what modern design can do. It's multi-purpose.

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Special Section: Artner's finds for DM

Leather Clutch



Amazing technicolor dream jacket


The cape of capes


My find: YEOHLEE trench


FDP's finds: Tracy Watt's hat




Original Nacisso Rodriguez portrait of Cio-Cio San.


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