Inspiration

Pink Rock

February 3, 2017

If you close your eyes and imagine sea the colour of an aqua marine, and chalky white cliffs speckled with the softest pinks and corals, this is Polyaigos. It’s a speck of an island in the Cyclades, just next to Kimolos, and it’s only inhabitants are goats. Polyaigos translates as “many goats.” I’ve been to Polyaigos by boat a couple of times, and it’s truly the most exquisite beach island you’ll ever see. This image here reminds of the rock, only I doubt you’d find sand this soft and fine.  Aphrodite in pink silk, however, you may find.

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Capricho

February 2, 2017

I came across this photo of artist, Rafa Macarrón in his studio and I was intrigued to see more. His mixed media canvases have all the colour, naivety and whimsy I look for in a painting. I see elements of Klee, Miro, and Matisse. I think his style would lend itself beautifully to a children’s book. “Through his colourful palettes and pseudo-cosmic narratives, Macarrón attempts to capture the world’s innocence, and the beauty and surprise of everyday life.” Take a look if you have a moment today –– his skinny legged camel and peculiar giraffe will make you smile.

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Hippie Love

February 1, 2017

It was this beautiful pair of gloves that first caught my eye. And once you enter Bunnie Reiss’ world, you’ll find it hard to leave. From cosmic costumes to richly patterned quilts to murals adorned with peacocks and moons and evil eyes, Reiss’ universe is pure magic. Doesn’t everyone want a tent atop their car? And what kid wouldn’t go bonkers building an art fort? I’ll take one of her nature paintings –– Charlie Harper meets early Kandinsky.

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Don’t Sweat

February 1, 2017

With the chilly weather well and truly here, please don’t forget the sweater dress. My friend Bianca was wearing one today, and it really is an easy way to feel feminine and chic while keeping warm. A good pair of woolly tight is all you need. I have an Orla Kiely one, that I wore in the early months of my third pregnancy. I don’t know why it lives in the cupboard. Expect to see me running about town in it a whole lot more.

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Moore is more

January 31, 2017

Twice in my life, I’ve lived close to the sculptures of Henry Moore. In Norwich, where I studied art history, huge Moore nudes lay in the grassy field between my dorm and school of study. Many more were inside the building. What incredible luck to see them from my kitchen window. Here in Toronto, the dames are a little further away, but still close to enough to walk over and visit. Only I never do. It’s been years since I’ve been to the Henry Moore sculpture studio at the AGO. It really is a peaceful place. If you’re lucky, you may even hear the girls nattering to one another. “Hey, Marjorie –– fancy a cup of tea after the crowds have dispersed?” “That would be lovely, Amaryllis –– I’ll bring a pound cake.”

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heavenly stairway

January 27, 2017

Not all stairways are created equal — and this one is too beautiful for words. In a space this breathtaking, I’d need to get dressed up just to walk down to the kitchen. Alternatively, I’d own a vast collection of silk kimonos, or pajamas chic enough to wear out to lunch.

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Couture

January 27, 2017

I was browsing the Met Museum’s fashion archives, and I came across a Mainbocher gown that I adore. Main Rousseau Bocher (Main was his mother’s maiden name) was born in Chicago in 1890 and is known as America’s first true couturier. A career that spanned 41 years, saw him creating gowns for the country’s elite, from Diana Vreeland to Gloria Vanderbilt and Babe Paley. It was Mainbocher who designed the custom wedding dress Wallis Simpson wore to marry Prince Edward VIII. Take a look at some of the frocks on display at the Met’s Making Mainbocher exhibition. The sleeves on Mrs. Clive Runnells’ ivory 1940s gown will take your breath away.

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Paper, Scissors

January 25, 2017

Please take a look at Claire Oswalt‘s beautifully simple collages in black, white and inky blues. I find them so soothing to look at. Her website spotlights her process –– the places where inspiration springs from –– a rose or an orange peel, or a smattering of nude toned knickers sitting on the dryer. They’re quite lovely, no? Oswalt makes simple, graphic quilts, also, which is no surprise.

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glow

January 24, 2017

At the chiropractor’s office yesterday, I flicked through a copy of Angela Liddon’s Oh She Glows in search of an idea for dinner that night. I can’t remember the last time I looked at a cookbook, let alone bought one, but this is one I’d love to own. We eat well, but it’s the same meals that we sit down to week after week; baked salmon with roasted yams and broccoli, penne with zucchini, garlic and pecorino, stir fries, risottos and roast chicken with sage potatoes and green beans. Everything is doused in olive oil, and salt and pepper is as imaginative as it gets. Liddon’s book is stacked full of healthy, delicious looking ideas. To start with, I’m adding these roasted chickpeas to the mix every time I roast a potato or a floret of broccoli. And doesn’t this butternut/sweet potato/lentil stew look comforting?

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Together

January 23, 2017

“Look at all these thousands of people,” I said to Iole as we stood among the crowds of men and women and children in Queen’s Park  last Saturday. “They’re all here because they believe in something.” I’m not sure how much she grasped of what I said to her as we walked from home to Queen’s park and down Univeristy Avenue, but the fact that she was there, the fact that we were there together, meant a lot to me, and I hope one day to her. “This was the coffee shop I came to in a nightie and ballerina flats while I waited for labour to kick in,” I told her as we stood in line for the loo at Tim Horton’s. And here you are, all grown up, and marching with your Mama down University Avenue. That standing up for what you believe in can look as positive and peaceful and unified as Saturday’s March, is just the sort of message we want for our children. “We’re doing it,” Gloria Steinem said in Washington. “Pressing send does not allow us to empathize with other people. … If you hold a baby you’re flooded with empathy. If you see somebody in an accident you want to help them. I love books, but [empathy] doesn’t happen from a book. It doesn’t happen from a screen. It only happens when we’re together.”

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