Float On

If your Monday is going anything like mine, you might want to daydream about spending a few lazy days on board one of these boats:
Images borrowed from Architectural Digest, Connecting India

At the Movies: Seeing Red

The first movie to be made using color film was called A Visit to the Seaside and was released in 1908. Since that monumental day in cinematic history, color has become one of the defining attributes of modern film making. Last week, I looked at films where the color green was of utmost visual importance. Today, we shall consider films where the color red takes a starring role:

Sunshine and Sundays

"Flowers are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world." Ralph Waldo Emerson

Stop reading my blog and get outside!

It's spring.

You could be missing this:

Or this:

Or even this:

Photos by moi. At the Getty Center, spring 2009 & spring 2010.

At the Movies: Seeing Green

Some movies appear so meticulously directed that viewers might associate a specific color with them to the same degree as even character, plot, or setting.

Green seems to be a favorite in the film industry. Entire movies' art direction has been built around this versatile and emotive shade. It is the color of envy, of money, of nature, of fertility and of lust. Almost subliminally, the psychology of green enhances many complex plot points. Green especially seems to predominate in the following fabulous movies:

Mes [Faux] Amis

Sometimes I like to pretend that people I don't know are my fictitious friends. I sincerely believe that these t.v. personalities or authors or socialites and I would be the best of buddies.

Giada is definitely at the top of my wanna-be-amigas list, though sometimes I might have to tell her to turn off her selective Italian accent(parmigiano reggiano, prosciutto, ciabatta). Otherwise, as long as she made me nutella delights or yummy penne and pesto, we could hang in her mod Malibu pad.

My bad-boy wanna-be-bud is definitely Anthony Bourdain. I guess I like foodies and chefs. Tony is clever and articulate with a good dose of straight up snark. Tony, I'll share some pig with you any day. Second-runners up on my pretend friends list are definitely a few of the gals from HGTV. Genevieve Gorder and Candice Olsen would certainly be excellent happy hour buddies who could conveniently provide tips about toile or tile. As for, double-date friends, Chris Martin and Gwyneth would make for fun conversations, wouldn't they? We could meet up in London for some vegan curry and karaoke (Chris, pretty please sing Strawberry Swing!).Who are your pretend friends?

Flowers for Friday

As my faithful readers might know, each Friday, I treat myself to a bunch of fresh flowers. Fridays are my clean the apartment, grade papers, and generally get caught up days. So, the flowers have become a welcome reward at the end of an arduous week. Last night, my sweet hubby, in anticipation of my weekly flower ritual, brought home these soft orangey pink tulips. Bravo, hubby!
Photo and flowers by moi.

Take a Little Trip: Playa del Carmen

It' Friday. It's sunny. It's warm (at least here in SoCal). Let's pretend we're beach-side on the Mayan Riviera at one of my favorite spots: Tulum. Oh, cabana-boy...a margarita por favor.

Photos by moi. November 2008.

Bits and Pieces

This semester I've been teaching the Survey of Western Art I, which covers Prehistoric cave paintings through the Gothic period (and they pay me for this!?!). While I've always considered myself a modernist, it's decidedly fabulous to explore Egyptian rock-cut tombs or Minoan palaces or Byzantine monasteries with my students. This period of art history, with its archeological roots and mysterious qualities, definitely has the Indiana Jones factor.

While each area of study has proven fascinating, this semester's lectures have especially reinvigorated my love for mosaics. Mosaics of smooth natural stones in Roman houses or mosaics of prismatic glass on Byzantine church apses, these works of art would have required painstaking planning and a careful understanding of color.

My favorite mosaic programs come from San Vitale in Ravenna, Italy. But, as you behold these 5th-7th Century creations, try to imagine them in their true context. Envision a simple, brick façade on a nondescript building. Then, as you walk through the church narthex, you would step into a sun-drenched nave. These mosaics with their irregular surfaces and highly polished glass would glisten, glow and glimmer in the light. Imagine being inside a jewel box:

9 by Design

Blogland has been chattering about this new Bravo show for a few weeks now. And, I must admit, the concept is fascinating. The show follows two self-taught NYC designers with 6 kids and 1 infant. If those kooky family dynamics aren't enough to keep you watching, the show also captures their bold creative process and features their funky, eclectic style.

Think Jon and Kate's huge fam (pre-paparazzi) + HGTV with a touch of Ashton and Demi's cool factor.

By the way, their kids' names are: Wolfie, Tallulah, Bellamy, Breaker, Five, Holleder and Major....that has to make for some interesting t.v.

Two Icons

Though I can't help but first think of him as the artist Aleksandr Petrovsky from my beloved SATC, he is the ballet dancer par excellence, Mikhail Baryshnikov.

I recently discovered these divine images by iconic photog Annie Leibovitz and I am enchanted by her characterization of him. Can you imagine the conversations between these two creative geniuses? To be a fly on the camera lens....

images borrowed from Vanity Fair

Le vin bon marché

...that's French for cheap wine. But, don't those Frenchies just know how to make everything sound more chic?

In addition to endless sunshine and balmy weather, California's other greatest perk is inexpensive vino by the oak barrel full. Why drink water when wine is cheaper?

Two of my recent faves (one white and one red), both under $6:

• Now & Zen Alsatian Wasabi White: crisp on the palette and a delight with Thai or Indian food
• Chariot Gypsy: a blend of Cabernet Sauvingnon, Petite Syrah, and Sangiovese; a gorgeous garnet-colored wine with a jammy taste and everyday versatility

The Fake Housewives

Confession: Ssshhh...Don't tell anyone. I watch The Real Housewives of...everywhere. Dysfunction clearly doesn't discriminate according to geography because those ladies, and the occasional gay sidekick, are just as delusional from Newport Beach to New Jersey.

Why do I watch this crap? Sometimes a gal just need a few wackos to remind her that her life really is pretty normal. Maybe I'm just as disturbed as they are, but, dang, their meltdowns make my occasional hissy fits seem like tea with the queen.

What are your guilty t.v. addictions?
Image from eonline

Cumulus Cloudscapes

"Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky." Rabindranath Tagore
When was the last time you stopped mid-activity to take a moment and look up at the clouds? You might be surprised what you'll see.

On a recent flight, I looked out my murky airplane window to see this glorious view. High above the clouds, the sunset produced such an array of pinks and oranges across the sky. Up in the air, the clouds became a billowy ocean---a reminder of the unparalleled beauty of nature.

Robin's Egg & Periwinkle & Azure

Blue is such a lovely hue!

Wassily Kandinsky, the Russian abstract painter, in Concerning the Spiritual in Art contemplates blue and ultimately argues that it is the most intensely spiritual of all colors. Blue is of the sky and sea--in all its shades, it can calm you like few others in the rainbow. So, whether indigo or Tiffany or cerulean, punctuate your rooms with this glorious color and feel your pulse slowing and your mind wandering.

First image by Holly Dyment Design
Last two images from Elle Decor
Other images from House Beautiful

Taste Treats, Bread Edition

"You are the butter to my bread and the breath to my life."
Paul Child to Julia Child

There are few things in life that are more comforting than a warm crusty baguette or a flaky croissant. Indulge (and drool!), mes amis!images borrowed from Catherine Meissner, Entre deux trains,Hotel Chatter & Farm 3