Posts from February 2021


February 12, 2021

My Dad loves to paint. He uses thick, impasto brushstrokes like Van Gogh did. He mostly paints seascapes and there’s always a little church and a fishing boat in his paintings. The smell of oil and turps reminds me of him. I came across these whimsical paintings by Alena Shymchonak, and immediately, I thought about my Dad’s crude strokes. There’s something so tactile about this way applying paint. Shymchonak’s breaking waves look like they’re made of whipped cream. You almost want to eat them. I find her beach scenes so cheerful. I’d love to see her palette at the end of the day.

ma fleur

February 11, 2021

I find Kathrin Linkersdorff‘s wrinkled, crinkled, shriveled flowers so beautiful. Her wabi sabi series took my breath away; this poppy with its petals splayed wide open looks like sheets blowing on a washing line. And this closed poppy looks like too much blush on wrinkled skin. There’s such pathos in a dying flower, like an ageing beauty letting out her final sighs.

she sells sea shells

February 10, 2021

I’ve collected shells all my life. As a kid, I kept all my hundreds of shells in glass bowls in the bathroom. These days, they’re scattered all over the place, in my pockets, at the bottom of most of my bags and inside every bowl and basket I own. My daughter, Luma has a similar love of shells, and together we comb beaches for cockles, shark eyes and angels wings. When I came across Lucie de Moyencourt‘s beautiful ceramics shells, immediately, I pictured dozens of them all over our bathroom wall. They are so delicate, and I love her bold colours and pretty patterns. ““I will be making shells out of ceramics for the rest of my life,” she writes on her website. “So if you do not find enough shells here, do not panic! (#shelllavie) I am already making the next wave!” 

round and about

February 9, 2021

Another week, another roundup of swans, summer berries and ceramics.

Artist, Mia Lerssi‘s soft and magical glass pebbles look like therapy in the hand.

This loo, specifically the vintage strawberry wallpaper, in designer, Matilda Goad’s London flat reminds me of an English country garden in July.

I love the the bold, graphic lines in this sculpture by Swedish artist, Tove Tengå.

This boat full of swans made me smile. They’d been removed from the river in preparation for the Henley Regatta. June 1900.

Josh O’Connor and Jessie Buckley playing I Have Never amused me.

This image by Giulio Corinaldi of children rollerskating on a street in a Venice in the 1960s whisked me back to playing in the back alleys of tiny Greek choras.

This photo, Florida 1973, made me think of aquafit classes at the JCC. And Florida.

And, of course, I am bonkers about these tiles.

everything but the kitchen sink

February 8, 2021

Of all the decisions we made, it was the kitchen sink that proved the hardest. And the kitchen taps. I dreamed in brass for weeks. I’d fantasized about A DeVOL marble sink for a long time, but that wasn’t to be. The one we ended up with –– a large Roman bath of a sink –– is fabulously impractical and I love it. I still stop to snoop every time I see a DeVol kitchen though. So warm, so charming, so English. This kitchen here is actually in a country house in Sweden, and all the many shades of wood make it feel so cozy. Hygge! There’s truly nothing I don’t love about this kitchen. To cook here, or to be cooked for, would be a delight.

how I see it

February 5, 2021

I was looking through William Klein‘s photographs today, Paris streets, New York, too –– blurry, raw, rough and real –– and I thought to myself, what else is a photograph for if not to record the precise mood and energy of that second in time? That is exactly what Klein does. Pulls you into the very heartbeat of any given moment. His heartbeat. Here’s what I read the other day: “Be yourself. I much prefer seeing something, even it’s clumsy, that doesn’t look like somebody else’s work.”


February 4, 2021

Kerryn Levy‘s ceramic vases and candlesticks have a life of their own, like coral or branches of a tree. I find her shapes so interesting, and a natural palette of soil, sand, ivory and black highlights form and texture. Levy’s menorah is so beautiful, as is this pair of dancing vases. The vases below are both elegant and crude, simple, and yet complicated. Fluid and tight. And all that from a lump of mud.

still life

February 3, 2021

I like the combination of colours in Nicki Nelius‘ paintings. The Canadian-born, Aussie-based artist mixes teals and terracottas, delicate pinks with zingy yellows, rich mustard with olive green. Her still lives are playful and loose in composition. There is a tower of peppers, plums and apples that caught my eye, so simple, such bold colours. I can imagine a trio of them, sitting on a kitchen wall, drenched in rays of morning sun.

around the world

February 2, 2021

Herewith, my first weekly roundup of some of the beautiful, curious and wonderful things that have caught my eye lately.

Freshly washed carpets laid to dry on a mountain near Tehran. Photograph by Thomas Abercrombie.

Christiane Spangsberg at work on her bold, Picasso inspired lithographs.

Multi-coloured houses in Qaqortoq, South Greenland. Photograph by Freddy Christensen.

This fabulous house in  Labastide-Villefranche, France. Just look at the al fresco bathroom!

Grete Andrea Kvaal’s delicate images of the transformation of the Germini flower.

Lichen on tree bark.

Tete-a-tete chairs by Warren McArthur (1930).

A woman hanging her laundry in Glencaple, Scotland. Photograph by Edwin Smith.

Sigourney Weaver’s pearl gloves.

And below, fish, lemons and crab claws at a market in Marrakech shot by husband and wife photography duo, Dylan and Jeni.

other world

February 1, 2021

Snakes, skulls, rabbits and peacocks; Bela Silva’s world is as beautiful as it bizarre. In one of her drawings, a two-footed fish, or is it an alligator, eats a bird whole. The sea underneath is mad scribbles of black and blue. And then comes her sculpture; huge, heavy, (it takes seven men to lift one) weird and wild. Nature is a central theme, and her vases look like they burst out of the earth, or from the depths of the ocean. Or from another planet, even. Tendrils, leaves, pods and petals are all glazed in glossy, garish hues. “In this digital world increasingly ruled by computers, where we are getting more and more disconnected from our emotions, there is a surge for reconnecting with nature, going back to the basics. People need that; it makes them feel good.”

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