We are all nosey creatures in one way or another, especially when it comes to fashion and beauty. We would buy those gossip magazines in a heartbeat just to see which celebrity is carrying what in their handbags, clutches or miniaudiere which were picked out for them by a team of stylists (It Takes A Village…). I figured out a long time ago, my fellow fashion, and beauty comrades are the ones with the good stuff. They are the experts, who carry their own villages in mobile neighborhoods (handbags). Last year, just as New York City was getting it’s chill on, we ladies swapped out the summer necessities from our handbags for products to survive the fall/winter blues. I figured who better to have spill the goodies from their handbags than some of the Birchbox’s finest! Yes people, expect the expected and then some. Pretty makeup and beauty products in prettier cases and an infamous sack.
Wouldn’t it be refreshing and inspiring to see an innovative fashion week presentation that would have all walks of life in awe? It may not involve models walking down a runway or staring in a street-style saga but something that those who may not care much for fashion shows, will want to watch again.
Created in 2011
Friend: Why did you stop your illustrations?
Moi: I don’t know.. I got distracted with work?
Friend: You no longer work there so why not start again?
Moi: Don’t know why…my heart isn’t in it right now.
After my response, I took a painful gulp, and faked a smile. I did get distracted with the job I held at the time. I lost focus on what I loved doing, creating art and designing, instead I was working on daily reports or inventory, sitting in meetings, buying, displaying, complaining, some more ings occupied my life, putting my illustrations into an untouched file on my external drive. Some of them waiting to be finished others, completed but never published.
It takes one person who I least expected, to bring it all to the surface. An old fan and buyer of my illustrations reaching out to me like a long lost lover. I never meet the person face to face, but his email was so touching, it made me take another gulp, this time it was a gulp filled with guilt. Guilt for not doing something with my God given talent. Guilt for browsing through countless magazines, looking at images which could of been perfect starting points for my illustrations, and not doing anything thing with pages. Not scanning them for future reference. Not altering them to my liking. Not creating my own visual stories from those that Elle, Harpers Bazaar and Vogue try to tell us within their glossies.
So this weekend, I’m taking a leap of faith on working on an e-store to sell some my illustrations. I’m also going to work on some new pieces by browsing, scanning, cutting, some more ings and I will have a new piece completed before the end of the weekend.
To create the type of illustrations I did, over a year ago, will not happen overnight, but I have to start somewhere and the process begins with applying the first layer to an image.
This past week has been a crazy one which started with a very short-lived adventure that has to be shared with you’ll, in due time, but because of that event plus others that took place in the past few days, all I can do is add them to the unusual, eccentric, interesting, odd one in, collage I call my life.
There were times I wanted to hide underneath a black umbrella and blend in with everyone else, while walking in the rain, but my mind wondered as to what would be my blend-in outfit? Instead of being practical, this pretty number popped into my head.
Yup when it’s cold and raining in New York City, Maison Martin Margiela Couture is what I want to wear, face piece and lace pants included. Ohh I didn’t stop there.