Rob Goodwin, Freaky Sexy Mask Couture, In British And Italian Vogue November '09

British Vogue (November '09)

Italian Vogue (November '09)

House of BlueEyes; (Designer, Johnny BlueEyes wearing the 'Crowhead' mask.

'Lord Dandilock' - £4,000

'Lord Dandilock' was one of the pieces he was showing at the House of Fairy Tales show at Theatre 34 on Westbourne Grove.

This is an evolution of the previous theme, whereby Goodwin was commissioned to create a couture fashion item for the House of Blue Eyes London Fashion Week Show.

This piece - a crow-like mask - was worn by the label owner Johnny Blue Eyes as he strutted the catwalk to launch the show.

As a result of the publicity this show received he was commissioned to create another bird-like mask for a beauty shoot for Vogue Italia (September '09 issue).

Goodwin is now working on a new collection which combines shoes, boots and masks/headdresses (the theme: A decadent Venetian masked Ball relocated to the dark depths of the Congo).

And he is also working alongside shoemaking legend Terry de Havilland who asked him to help launch his luxury couture label. XXXXXXXXXXX

Poetic Luminosity - Sapphire Mccullough

'One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words'. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832)

Below is a poem written by the wonderful Sapphire Mccullough.

We shall soon be collaborating on a marvellous piece, whereby I will illustrate one of her poems, but not in the ordinary sense, that we have seen already done. Looking forward to this immensely.

I think how she writes is sheer brilliance, and this is just one of my favourite pieces. XXX

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Feel your thoughts. Thoughts that penetrate my mind, and make me feel we are closer.

Closeness never seems more apparent, than when you smile softly.

Softly I approach you, so that I do not disturb the quiet concentration, Concentration of thoughts provoke you, to whisper them compellingly.

Compelling me, I find myself wanting to turn your chin, to search deeper. Deep in my memory, I escape reconciling only gentle needs, that linger.

Lingering pathways, that hold such moments in their cooling narrow pass. Passing by again, and if ever, I would never let you go so far away.

Away in some place, that I felt compelled to seek you out, suffering softly. Soft smile, and then fiercely is this the way, that you always look in pain.

Pain that fills the entire room, when you are absent from such special times. Timing each move again, I surrender the source of my thought process.

Processing each idea, and then let it go to a place where you are very still. Still I hope and wonder if you can be persuaded to say something now.

Now you are still quiet, and peacefully tranquil in your own private dreams. Dreams from which only I in wakefullness find your every move fascinating.

Fascinating touches of colour and hues that blend across your body of work. Work that never has an end even when it appears tedious to pretenders.

Pretences have no place in what you would call your creative space. Space that widens with the misunderstandings that others have of you.

You always place me in a special way a little too high to reach or fall. Falling, I wonder if you would move fast enough to catch me or never to.

To carry a small tray of delicacies, star-fruit, fancifull sweetmeats to share. Sharing, only this morsel of figs, and sip this mead cup sweet with honey.

Honey shaded eyelashes that flicker when caught by the winds cold breath. Breath that is only icy when the window is open and our body heat is all.

All that I am holds you now in such a conceptual place as only art can. Can art lead you back to where we commanded truthfulness in silence.

Silent gestures leave us both to ponder our knowing smiles, sans fatality.

Internationally Renowned Video Artist...TONY OURSLER.

The pioneering video artist talks about the pernicious influence of TV, society's "emblems of need", and the fragment of madness in all of us.



Ouuurrrrrsler Studio" - as Tony Oursler's answering machine intones with gravelly drama - is a frenetic place. As I arrive, its abiding presence is padding about in shorts and T-shirt, trying to make travel plans whilst also readying a metre-high white model light bulb to be sent off in the mail. He seems harried. That may be because it's nearing 100 degrees outside, but it may also be because he'd rather be doing things at a slower pace. He sometimes likes to spend a part of the day drawing. Sometimes, he likes to write. And sometimes, he tells me, he just needs to get out and gather his thoughts, "to read and snoop around". It makes you wonder if he'd rather do without a traditional studio. After all, so much of what lends his work its vitality is almost phantasmal, ghostly, televisual.


But Oursler likes a perch, and since he arrived in New York back in 1983 his have been at various places in downtown Manhattan. For a time he lived on Fulton Street, close to the World Trade Center. (He made a memorable free-form documentary about the morning the twin towers collapsed, when he ran around the area frantically with a camera, recording his own confusion as much as the city's.) But a few years ago he and his wife, the abstract painter Jacqueline Humphries, moved to a 19th-century brownstone on Henry Street in the Lower East Side, once home to a synagogue.


He works from two of its downstairs floors. The upper one holds relatively peaceful offices and places to lounge about, the lower is the grimy pithead, where assistants carve the white, sculptural components of his installations, and where Oursler tinkers with arrangements of objects and backdrops and projections to create his finished work. The latter is a process almost like the composition of a sentence: recently, he even started to assemble a library of motifs to give him more range, but he has been finding the process difficult. "For a while I was trying to shoot another element every day," he says. "A burning dollar bill, or a spinning penny, maybe someone dialling a cell-phone. But then I realised that all these small tasks are actually big tasks. How do you shoot these things?"


It's enough to make one a little neurotic, although Oursler firmly believes we all have a little fragment of madness lodged within us. It's simply the modern condition, he says. Yet as he hopes to demonstrate in a new series of work on show at London's Lisson Gallery in September, the triggers of neurosis are spreading and multiplying. He explains the new work. "It's a suite on the subject of filling a void in someone's personality, or vice-versa, like a personality extending out as an appendage. So there are images of chronic gambling, compulsive cleanliness, over-eating. They're all linked by this idea of a need, a desire to complete a missing part of the person."


Thus, Oursler has given each "need" its own inflated emblem. There are giant scratchcards, a mobile-phone whose screen pulsates with dancing girls, a cluster of towering cigarettes which burn down - and miraculously reform - to the sound of sucking breath, and a £20 note with a talking Queen (Oursler was still working on her lines when we met).

It is, if you like, a tour of the seven vices. "Thing is," he says, "I don't know if we're going to have enough room to have all the vices in one gallery show!"

Nate Van Dyke At Upper Playground, Kingly Street

Nate (N8) Van Dyke ----> Original Sketch - £800



His work has been featured in several magazines such as JUXTAPOZ, XBox, PlayStation and Heavy Metal. Over the years N8 has attracted clients such as Converse, Levi Strauss, Scion, EMI Records, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Burton Snowboards, Slayer and Wired.



There is no point me banging on about all his marvellous talent, because its easier to just check his blog.

http://www.n8vandyke.com/


But this did get me salivating all over my hombres from home, Amar Stewart's Shop; Upper Playground, London. 31 Kingly St, London, W1B 5BQ.

http://upperplayground.com/

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Annette Olivieri - Fashion Designer

I adore this jacket. My Absolute favourite! Handmade, sculpted, bright (pink, blue, yellow), and immaculately embroidered. £2,000. Delicious.

This was one big piece of material that I wrapped around my head and body. (designed and made by Annette Olivieri)

Annette Olivieri - Italian Fashion Designer.

Many words would be needed to describe something that was not obvious for our own eyes to see.....

She is a woman that embraces individuality, creativity and vision.

Above is a shoot that took place on Portobello Road and at her store, Euforia Space Ship, No7 Portobello Green Arcade. 281 Portobello Road. W10 5TZ.

Annette is such a sweetie because she encourages me to waltz into her store, grab all the clothes I can get my beady eyes and sticky paws on, and straight away put them on or take them away (which is a regular occurrance, to which I am very grateful for). She likes people to feel inspired by her work, and wear them with pride and individuality.

Annette is not afraid to experiment and embellish, sometimes mixing very futuristic prints with tribal jewellery or antique accessories.

What a fabulous woman! She designs and makes all her own material, at her digital studio, and creates one-off pieces that look like sculptures that one can wear.

I love her! She is super fabulous. Check out---> http://annetteolivieri.co.uk/ for more stuff to make your mouths water, eyes fall out and jaws drop to the floor...Bacio xxx

'I Am The Canvas'

Stephanie and I at a friend of mines Charity Event in Mayfair. For The Sick Childrens Charity.

This is something I always do.

Below are just some examples of how I paint on myself, using acrylic paint. Its sometimes very prominant, but it can also be just a simple serious of dots...Really, wherever my mood takes me.

I combine Art and Fashion as a way of expressing my individuality. And I bloody love it!

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Il Mio Amore... In Pittura, at Gallery 118

TERPSICHORE 48 X 34.5

PUSSY 25 X 52

IMPROVISATION 1 23 X 24

ICARUS 30 X 43.5

TULIPS 31.5 X 39

CHE E NELLA MIA MENTE 31.5 X 39

BILINGUALISM 30 X 50

RICH BITCH; BOOM! 30 X 24

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For either originals and/or prints.

I had my first solo debut Exhibition at Gallery 118 in Notting Hill, and above, are the paintings I exhibited.

Those in the primary colours are acrylic on canvas. And, those in blue, black, and white (mainly) are on recycled wood panels in household/domestic paint.

This collection was one I based on the theme of LIFE and BODY, in all its many variations.

I must give special thanks to Gallery 118, especially Robin Saikia and Charles, because without them, this would not have been possible.

I thank my relentlessly helpful friend Jacqueline Nsirim, who came with me to carry huge panels of wood down the road. Whenever my beady eyes spotted it, she was there offering to get splinters in her hands with me.

King Ricci; Thankyou to you, for giving me tins upon tins of domestic paint you found in your shop! ;)

Lola Peach Baxter; Photographer Extraordinaire. Photos were amazing babe! Thankyou!

Victor Orji (Creative Circle Group) & Julian Baschieri-Salvadori - Photography and Filming. Beautiful. Thankyou to you both. You guys Rock.

And Finally Big Thankyou's to Liza Klaussman (New York Times) and Laura Paulini (The Grove Magazine) .....................AND BIG KISSES AND HUGS TO EVERYONE WHO CAME. YOU GUYS MADE IT SPECIAL......................

...................NEXT exhibition, will be based on BLOOD, in whichever way blood can be construed and conveyed, I am going to explore it. OOOOhhhhh I CANT WAIT.

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WHY AREA 52???

It took me and my then boyfriend, with whom I had known since we were both 14, two days to drive from L.A, where we were living, to Montana. We were going hiking at Yellowstone on the Canadian border.

Anyway, without going through all the details and waffling on, we drove through many cities, but one that interested me most, was Nevada.

I just loved the scarcity of the land. The terracotta colour. The heat of the stone. And the density of the air. It was beautiful and very mysterious.

I want this blog to be a representation of me and the things I enjoy aesthetically and mentally involving and surrounding Art and Fashion.

It may be things we have already seen, but I reckon it will be stuff most people haven't seen. Hence Area 52. Area 51, is a nickname for a military base in Nevada. But conspiracy has surrounded it as a place where UFOS's and aliens are dissected and researched amoungst other things that are speculative.

So for the sake of speculation, dissection and research, let Area 52 commence. The New Area 51 ;)

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