Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Time marches on, it does. The good, the bad, the ugly, the beautiful.
In the house of Saipua we've been working with extraordinary flowers, photoshooting in mansions, holding baby chicks, presenting to clients, taking turns getting sick and preparing for spring at the farm. I am up here at Worlds End for most of my days from now on. I should sublet our apartment in the city, but that would require cleaning it. Next...!
Nicolette and I made some really gorgeous pictures at an incredible house in Sharon Springs over the weekend that we can't wait to show you. I realize I need to exercise that part of my creativity more - making whatever photos I want with NO restraints. This simply means the next shoot will be even creepier. I joke. Moving right along...
I have a speaking engagement this Friday evening at The Wadsworth Atheneum in Connecticut. Which will probably be the first Friday night out on the town I've had in years. Since I've been upstate I realized I have no suitable clothes at the farm to wear to Connecticut. I threw a pity party for myself. It was a party with a theme: not having the time to take care of myself, time to look good, cut my hair, etc. Surprisingly, no one showed up except Eric who promptly dragged me out on his Albany/Schenectady thrift circuit. I now have a rayon floral pantsuit and a practically new pair of Naturalizers to fit the bill. Too legit to quit!!!
If your in the Hartford area I urge you to visit the museum over the weekend. My Edvard Munch inspired arrangement (along with a smattering of other floral/art renditions) will be on view along with a rare exhibition of five Carravaggio works, and Bill Viola's iconic video Ascension.
Also I want to come clean to tell you the other big thing in my life. Which is Downton Abbey. I realize I am the last person in the world to come around to this, but lonely nights in the city made me fall prey.
Shit is infiltrating my LIFE. I've been putting flowers under glass cloches and using lots of asparagus fern. I've started using phrases like "oh my darling" to refer to loved ones and after dinner said out loud "shall we go through?"
"Through to where?" Eric said.
Friends, I took a walking stick with me into the woods.
But I draw the line at my wardrobe. Come on.