I'm still new to this idea of being a disciplined artist. In the past I drew when I felt like it, which was usually totally random at about 9 pm, and then I would work feverishly until I was either done or asleep in my chair. Now that I have to draw basically every day to complete assignments I am amused by how hard it is to simply get started. In typical fashion this is what happened the other day...
1. Get out of bed to draw.
2. Spend 15 minutes cleaning and rearranging work area.
3. Set-up drawing board and then promptly set it down again to get coffee.
4. Suddenly remember that there are art supplies from an old project that would help with this one... but where to find them?!
5. Spend 40 minutes looking though boxes of art supplies. Find some interesting stuff, none of it what I was looking for.
6. Realize location of supplies! (Not in boxes at all)
7. Settle down to work...
8. Get up to put on music.
9. Settle down to work...
10. Must sharpen pencils.
11. Enjoy look of pencil shavings, spend 15 minutes taking and uploading digital pictures of them.
12. Get up to dispose of pencil shavings.
13. Settle down to work...
14. Get up to use the bathroom (see step 3)
15. Finally sit down and begin to draw.
It was totally embarrassing and eye opening for me to realize that the cause of my not having enough time in the day to draw is due in large part to my amazing skill at distracting myself. I can't even blame Kelly, because he spent all of Saturday sequestered in the bedroom reading Hemingway! Ah well, live and learn, and hopefully improve.
xoxo,
marion
I'm having some serious library lust regarding these shelves pictured on The Selby. Arranged by color and everything! So very perfect. And of course with such a perfect library you must have perfectly wonderful books to put in it. At the moment I'm totally excited for this book...
After reading the actual Pride and Prejudice quite a few times I'm sort of having a nerd moment about reading the zombie version which Chronicle Books is putting out in April.
photo by Zena Holloway on foto-decadent 
I have always admitted to being a sucker for good advertising, and the wonderful Art Nouveau images from early absinthe advertisements have always charmed me. I know it's a bit hackneyed these days, but I'm honestly just a huge fan of this whole aesthetic, and I'll admit that when it comes to the lure of absinthe I've bought the hype hook, line and sinker.
At the moment we are drinking Kubler absinthe which tastes absolutely delicious, but to my initial disappointment is actually a blanc. The liquid is clear, and when mixed with ice water turns a dreamy quartzy pinkish white. A blow to my romantic image at first but after a few sips I was enjoying both the color and the flavor.
photo by stuart mullenberg for imbibe magazine 
And of course looking at all these yummy photos just makes me want to dress all in green forever. And I'd start with these shoes by Everybody.
And while I'm at it I'm really interested to try Parfumerie Generale's number 23 Drama Nuuï.
We did it!! It's been a long time in coming, and I'm so over the moon today!
Perfect blue suede party heels from Coclico.
Have a wonderful, bright blue Monday!
I'm still new to this idea of being a disciplined artist. In the past I drew when I felt like it, which was usually totally random at about 9 pm, and then I would work feverishly until I was either done or asleep in my chair. Now that I have to draw basically every day to complete assignments I am amused by how hard it is to simply get started. In typical fashion this is what happened the other day...
A round-up of great blogs from this last week!
The two lovely bloggers Garance Dore and Joanna Goddard sit down for a little chat and about what makes french fashion so wonderful.
photos by carter smith for rogues gallery
These lovely photographs, taken in the Puglia region of Italy by photographer Roland Bello, totally confirm something I have long maintained... That the french sailor-stripe sweater is maybe the most perfect sweater you can hope to own! It's so timeless, classic, versatile and chic. I own three and am always on the hunt for more. Maybe because in some way I can imagine while wearing it that I'm on my way to a beach picnic in southern Italy, or off to sail the high seas, as opposed to my current, rather land-locked, Los Angeles life.
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