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the Light in Between by Marella Caracciolo Chia

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Umberto Boccioni, 1911


I just read the most beautiful book- a Love story-& recommended by Ulla of the blog Model's Own.  I did not read it in Italian, She may have, as she speaks five languages-Italian must be one? I don't know. Nonetheless, I highly suggest it to you- whether English or Italian.




I was ready for a pure book.
A book that moved me away from some cumbersome novels & biographies.
Cleanse the palate.  
The Light in Between did just that. The author Marella Caracciolo Chia, niece of Marella Agnelli, narrates the story. She found it hidden amidst in depth research on a related subject and this little twist stopped her cold.
She had to write this book.
Why?
It must be that moment of  finding a story that needed to be told, small pieces fitting- and yet still mystery. I was caught up in her findings and the letters of  its two unlikely lovers- Italian Princess Vittoria Colonna, wife of Prince Leone Caetani, Duke of Sermoneta, & Futurist painter Umberto Boccioni . The affair unfolds in the summer of 1916, against the backdrop of  Lake Maggiore and Vittoria's retreat, the Isolino, a small island on the Lake.



Vitorria in 1898


 Summer of 1916, on the Isolino



What captivates me with The Light in Between is Vittoria's love for her island, her gardens, her house and her need to be loved. The dynamic Buccioni swept in to her life with full force -what happened?
and what did Vittoria lose in its wake?

Love-don't we all understand that?



the young Boccioni-a self portrait



Buccioni about the time he met Vittoria





from the summer on Lake Maggiore, Boccioni's portrait of  Ferruccio Busoni
(Italian pianist and composer)





The Duchess of Sermonetta at her Palace, late in life




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Eat, Pray, Love and Moi

Last night I went to see Eat, Pray and Love. I adored Elizabeth Gilbert's book of the same name and was looking forward to seeing the film with Julia Roberts and Javier Bardem. I was also looking forward to it because it paralleled my life when I left Australia for Italy in the year 2000.

I couldn't hold back the tears when she put her packed boxes into storage (mine are still there) and sped across the Brooklyn Bridge. That was moi eleven years ago as I left Sydney searching for a new life and happiness.

I related to so much, those wonderful friendships with Italians, their important lessons of  life like 'dolce far niente' enjoying doing nothing and simply being together!

Every fork full of food that Julia Roberts put in her mouth then closed her eyes savouring the flavour I have done over and over again savouring every ounce of Italy. Italy taught me lessons that even a lifetime of   therapy could never have taught me.

And to top it off there is the delectable Javier Bardem. I could gaze at him all day because in many ways its like gazing at the gorgeous Francesco who I met seven years ago in Italy.

I shed so many tears during the film especially when they boated into the sunset on a simple boat going to a beautiful island. I know my film friend blogger Zazie would pan it as a chick flick but it is a strange sensation watching your life (almost) on the big screen.

Elizabeth Gilbert left because she was in an unhappy marriage. I left because I was single, unsatisfied with my career and I won the best client of the year at my local Thai takeway! That would be enough to make anyone leave.

It is without a doubt a chick flick but if you feel like changing your life or just day dreaming about it go and see it.

My 'Javier' Francesco!!

Great Loves

Those would be typographic "Loves" I'm referring to here ...

“Right” half of the iconic "LOVE" and "HATE" tattoos on the knuckles of the killer and faux preacher, played by Robert Mitchum, in ‘Night of the Hunter.


Peter Max’s famous “Love.” Poster was issued to commemorate the 40th anniversary or the Summer of Love.


Two Alexander Girard “Love” designs on pillows. “International Love,” at right, from Urban Outfitters, includes the word “love” in 19 languages.


Never saw the movie, but I remember the type from when I was a kid.


Probably the greatest “Love” of all, is by Robert Indiana. This was the first “Love” stamp issued by the Postal Service, 1973. Below, subsequent typographic “Love” stamps issued.





The knottiness of polygamy is woven right into the logo of the HBO’s series, Big Love.



A while back, I found these hand silk-screened cards. I loved how of-an-era they were in image, color, and medium. The “Tiber” on the back refers to Tiber Press, which was started in Greenwich Village by Italian-born artist Floriano Vecchi and his partner, in 1953. Turns out that in addition to creating fabulous cards, he taught the silk-screening process to Andy Warhol.

Happy V-day to all.

for the Love of Lady Emily

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a frenzy of passionate love letters were sent to Lady Emily.
Ned was a promising architect but no match for the daughter of the Earl of Lytton.
Proposals were made.
The marriage forbidden.
Proposals were reconsidered.
Financial statements were submitted.
Love was accepted.
Lady Emily became the bride of Ned Lutyens.




Not surprising, Lutyens expressed his undying devotion to the Lady in architectural details.
"the Casket" was a gift from the heart to Lady Emily Lytton. Designed in Lutyens' distinctive classical style an olivine leather adorned with the Lady's initials held secret compartments for tokens of his affection.

The box held the hopes of and dreams of the young Ned and Emily:
a crucifix designed by Lutyens
a heart
an anchor
and finally
a small 4 inch square detailed drawing of' the little white house' the pair dreamed of building one day.

Edwin Landseer Lutyens, often referred to as Britain's greatest architect, married Lady Emily Lytton in 1897.
The marriage produced five children.
The intellectually frustrated Emily  found solace in Theosophy*.
Ned Lutyens went on to become The architect of his age, Sir Edwin Lutyens, working in the Arts and Crafts style and incorporating Classicism into his over 300 public spaces, country homes and monuments.

The 'little white house' the couple had dreamed of building never materialized.




*the doctrine of religious philosophy and metaphysics.

loving Picasso, again






the Nasher


I went to see the Picasso exhibit at the Nasher Museum on Duke University's campus- the ALLURE OF LANGUAGE. The exhibition has been organized by the Yale University Art Gallery, with the Nasher Museum's support.

60 works created between 1900 and 1969 are being shown, with The Nasher being the only traveling venue
scheduled. I will return again, and again. It is a fascinating look at the man, his exuberance for his art- an art he could express in any medium- and this show exhibits that. I wondered -If my esteem for Picasso could be heightened. Yes.




Picasso's love for language was stimulated by the bohemian life in Montmartre . He took up residence there in 1904-His friends were the writers and poets, Max Jacob, Pierre Reverdy and Guillaume Apollinaire. Great friend and patron Gertrude Stein said he "knew painting, and did not need to know painters; so he lived among poets." Wallace Stevens said Picasso was a "man whose center is poetry, whether or not he is a poet."




Firstly, the Nasher is an absolute jewel. Consistently mounting incredible exhibitions. PICASSO AND THE ALLURE OF LANGUAGE may be its best yet.

I am captivated by this exhibit-Perhaps for me- it is just because it's Picasso, having been fascinated with the man and his art since my early college days. This particular exhibition is everything I love, Art & the Written Word.

I'm not going to go through a litany of this piece and that. I am not expert on Picasso- the show is curated beautifully by Susan Greenberg Fisher and Patricia Leighton- I will leave that to them.

My Impressions From the Allure of Language:

Immediately upon entering the gallery- I was struck by the bold Picasso RED used to highlight the gallery's walls. Inspired. It is much to an orange, but the exhibit speaks of RED so RED it is. That color pulses throughout and breathes an energy into the show- culminating in Picasso's divine calligraphic work LE CHANT DES MORTS for Pierre Reverdy (The Song of the Dead)- 125 lithographs in red.





Picasso's energy is present, so much to see , but little in terms of the volume of his work. It is mind boggling-this exhibit is too-with 60 works, it seems like more. I think it is this energy reverberating in the venue that makes the content a bit overwhelming. The artist giant of a man was game for everything.

The works in the show range from drawings, illustrations, formal paintings- and most fascinating of all to see is the canvas Picasso worked on. Everything was a canvas for Picasso- a frilly postal carte, a newspaper for studies, a cigarette label, a calling card, a photograph. His canvas- was LIFE. It seems he gave of himself to all the projects that his admirers and friends proposed. His range, along with his joie de vivre was collosal.




Stein with her portrait by Picasso
image from Hemingway's Paris


In 1905, Picasso met Gertrude Stein, an expatriate American writer who became the artist’s principal patron in Paris. Threaded throughout the gallery is evidence of Picasso's relationship with Gertrude Stein. I think-She may be his feminine ID. A book- Pablo Picasso Gertrude Stein CORRESPONDENCE promises to enlighten me on their relationship. I am always drawn to these staunch relationships with artists and their followers. Perhaps, Stein, his patron, was his equal. He maintained a fascination with her throughout his life.





One on the works- that fascinated me was the collage he created for Misses-



Photo: 2008 Estate of Pablo Picasso

Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York

via the NYTIMES

with its single calling card from Stein & Tolkas, a known pair, a packet of cigarettes drawn and a touch of realism- the label from a cigarette pack.

The story too fascinates. Gertrude Stein and Alice Tolkas dropped in for a visit and finding their friend out- left the Miss Gertrude Stein- Miss Alice Tolkas calling card with the right corner turned- properly notifying its recipient of their visit. Always ever clever, Picasso, created this assemblage and presented it to them.


The work FIRST STEPS was shown in Paris at the exhibition- Salon de la Liberation- after the War. According to the Yale University book, Picasso: The Allure of Language, Picasso was a liability during the war because the Nazi's saw him as a "degenerate artist," and though his work was occasionally seen in group shows, for the most part it was invisible to the art world during World War II.





I am drawn to this and see much innocence and a mother's love. The critiques of this work in the Yale Press book are esoteric -with much about the war being at its root, the placement of the mother in the work,etc. I see the initial first step, a mother's care, her knowledge that this is just the beginning, a full expression of joy. Picasso explained his tight fit of the mother as having to be added- "He would have fallen" laughing "because he doesn't know how to walk yet. So I added his mother to the canvas later, to hold him up." (from Picasso and the Lure of Language, Yale Press) For Picasso-it was simple enough. Along with First Steps, the exhibit includes a wonderful study of First Steps on a full page of newspaper working out the position of the feet.



The book of illustrated poems LE CHANT DES MORTS for Pierre Reverdy (The Song of the Dead)- 125 lithographs in red is the Highlight of the showing.




image from Christies here


I took in Picasso at the Nasher with a darling friend- as children we shared a love of poetry. She paints- an inherited gift from her great grandmother. We observed together, we wandered off & we commented on many things.

"Picasso was sexy. Don't you think he was sexy? " KCS
"Well-Yes, the genius, the greatness was and he obviously was devastatingly so to many women." PGT

She followed up later with an email saying her 20 year old thinks he's HOT too.


photograph by Edward Quinn via (here)

the photographer's site (here)



As I think about it -Sure he was sexy- but It must have been his energy-for everything- ART, POETRY, LOVE & LIFE,
that's what drew so many women to Him,
that's what will draw me back.

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THE ALLURE OF LANGUAGE runs at the NASHER MUSEUM OF ART AT DUKE UNIVERSITY from
August 20, 2009- January 3, 2010.

blog vs blog 2

afrocentric vs eurocentric? white girls? vs black girls? black stylists vs white stylists? one perception of beauty vs another? or all of the above or none of the above?! XXX


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heart of stone III


One's first love is always perfect until one meets one's second love.
Elizabeth Aston



photograph of Bill Blass' Regency garden statuary.

I LOVE Pink Moon

LOVE

Robert Indiana's 1966 LOVE sculpture photographed by Eric Boman, landscape design by Miranda Brooks



PINK MOON