YSL Retrospective

One of the highlights of my recent trip to Montreal was visiting the Musee des Beaux Arts to see the Yves St Laurent retrospective. The exhibition, which opened only a few days before YSL died, spanned forty years of innovative fashion design and was awe inspiring, not least because you could really get up close and examine the garments to see the work that the couturier put into each outfit.


It is only when you get within two feet of a dress that you can truly understand how they can cost thousand of dollars.


All the designer's work was represented from Le Smoking, via safari jackets and the yeti style jackets to the transparent blouses and glamorous evening gowns


Memorable designs were the lattice beadwork fringed tribal dresses and this tiny little black micro minidress on the right designed for Diane Von Furstenburg by Yves St Laurent in 1990. Exquisite.
The retrospective in Montreal has now closed but will open at the de Young Museum in San Francisco on November 1st. Go, and be inspired.

Scratch-free

I got really excited when I read the headline for self-repairing paint. Turns out it's for cars, but car today, house tomorrow, right? I could sure do with some instead of constantly having to touch up the animal-inflicted nicks and scratches on the walls and trim at the Cool House. Until then I'll have to make do with this handy little gizmo.
Of course what I'm really waiting for is a self-painting wall....

Imagery

As the financial meltdown continues, with news that Playboy is now a junk stock with no future, I stepped out to the beach to take some shots. It's pretty stormy out there, too. These are the words that kept leaping to mind: Bail, bailout, maelstrom, sinking, ship.....


Then, to the side of the road I spotted one perfect, beautiful flower on a scrap of wasteground, thriving in spite of the wind, the peeing dogs and the occasional truck. There's always hope....

More Balls!

Feeding my fascination with Buckminster Fuller and geodesic structures, we visited the Biosphere Environmental Museum in Montreal. This fun, interactive museum is built inside the dome designed by Fuller for the 1967 World Expo. The original structure was protected from the elements by a transparent acrylic membrane that was destroyed when the sphere caught fire in 1976. Now the dome is completely uncovered, which is great for viewing the surrounding landscape and watching the these guys perform a little maintenance.

Stars in my eyes

Starlight Pendant from Heal's. On sale for 75 GB pounds. I don't have anywhere for it to go but I love it, I may even go visit it when I'm in London. J'adore.

Spam and serendipity

I was checking my gmail and decided to look at what spam they had collected for me when I noticed the link in the corner. Look at what I got, a genuine spam recipe for Gingered Spam Salad. At once delightful and truly repulsive. And unsurprisingly, it serves just one person. After all would you share this with anyone else?
Enjoy.

Bring back the bad hair

The 80s are so back, at least at Madison Square Garden in New York. So here we go, spanning the whole decade:


First Squeeze (kicking off the decade) and James (shutting the 80s down) are playing MSG tonight.


Then Liverpool's own Echo and the Bunnymen are playing their 1984 album Ocean Rain in its entirety on October 1st .


And finally the one and only AC/DC on November 12th and 13th.
Oh, I'm sorry, I almost forgot, you wanted some REALLY BAD HAIR. I'll throw in a little bonus for you, a killer quote from 80s heroine Muriel Gray: "Designer violence? Is that like Terence Conran throwing a bread roll at a dinner party?" Brilliant. Enjoy!

We got tagged

Living out in the alternate universe of the Incorporated Village doesn't mean you don't have to suffer spray-painted graffiti all over your property.


It just means you know exactly who the perpetrators were. Thank you Suffolk Water.


And if you have two water meters in the yard, one for your house and one for the house next door, that you are "tagged" twice.
I'm luckier than one neighbor, whose beautiful moss stone retaining wall now has an accent of bright blue!
File under: Grrrrr.

Time for tea

Isn't this one of the most gorgeous designs you've ever seen? Just as art, I mean. The fact that it's a teapot does nothing for me as tea makes me gag. It's just a beautiful, sculptural piece. And with any luck I will be going to see it soon in its temporary home at the Design Museum in London where it is part of the Design Cities exhibition. The Christopher Dresser teapot is one of the earliest exhibits, dating from 1879. I love the geometric form, it's forward looking yet timeless, and would look as good in a modern home as it did in the Victorian household it was designed for. Good design never ages, does it?
To see more of Dresser's work, including beautiful arts and crafts wallpaper and the cutest watering can ever, go here.

Brazilian design

Brazil is famous for bikini waxing, hair straightening, carnivals and an imposing statue on a mountain top, but less well known is that in the twentieth century Brazil produced some of the most beautiful and unique pieces of mid-century modern design. Unlike Scandinavian designers such as Saarinen or Americans Charles and Ray Eames, Brazilian designers have until very recently been ignored. Now furniture by Sergio Rodrigues, Oscar Niemeyer and others is appearing at auction houses and antique dealers outside Brazil.

I've been searching for four years for the right 1960s or 70s table to go under the chandelier in the great room and I was lucky enough to hit upon this great 1978 Michel Arnoult Alagoas Collection rosewood and teak table with two pink suede slingback chairs. Michel Arnoult (1922-2005) was born in France but studied at Rio de Janerio’s Faculdade Nacional de Arquitetura and was a trainee in the office of Oscar Niemeyer. His designs include this 1968 Peg Lev chair that resembles the two I bought, which is in the Museu da Casa Brasileira, Sao Paulo and his last creation, the Pelicano chair that was featured in Marie Claire Maison in December last year.

So where did I get my Brazilian treasure? From my favourite New Jersey ebay sellers vintage 747 who have been a fantastic source of modernist furniture that has now found a home at the Cool House.

Hide and Seek

The kitten games continue

Smells Like a Spa

As the thyme had decided that it couldn't survive, let alone thrive, along the flagstone path I had to come up with another solution. I still wanted something that would smell great if you brushed up against it, was hardy enough to tolerate to being trodden on and had a green or grey color. The local nursery had sent us a $10 coupon as an anniversary gift so on Monday I wandered around the new autumn selection looking for something suitable.
I was drawn to this plant, Cumberland Rosemary, by the herbal scent. It's reminiscent of rosemary but has slight eucalyptus note to it. It looks like a softer, more feathery version of the rosemary bush but is supposed to be hardy. They did say it was the first time they'd offered it so it will be an experiment for all of us to see if it makes it through a New York winter but if it's as warm as it was last year it should fine (global warming may have advantages, after all).
Beach car still smells like a spa, (and I only transported three plants two miles) which makes a nice change from wet dog, an advantage I hadn't counted on. We'll see if it likes this sunny spot and forms nice clumps of fragrant green along the path. If not I think I'll have to learn to like the raw earth look!

Crisis? What crisis?

The stock market is tumbling to the depths but the art market is looking pretty perky, especially if your name is Damian Hirst and you sold a huge collection of recent works through Sotheby's yesterday and today. “Beautiful Inside My Head Forever” featured 223 works including Golden Calf (above), which fetched a record breaking 10.35 million pounds. Hirst's six studios have been working flat out to produce the art for the auction and other works for sale include The Kingdom, a tiger shark suspended in formaldehyde and Aurothioglucose, a dot painting. Although some people thought Hirst was taking a risk by-passing galleries and selling directly through an auction house, it seems to have paid off. I wonder what he is going to do with all that money?
And just to make me feel old, the auction was held on the 20th anniversary of the Freeze exhibition that launched Damian Hirst on the art world.

Cook in Laura Bush's Oven

I thought it was a joke, what with the housing market being a mess but no, oh irony, the first home of George and Laura Bush is on the market. Insert joke here. The home has a lot of original features, including the sheer curtains, the cooktop, that oven and a few of her dead plants in the atrium, too. I kid you not.


The decor is 80s-sad, but at least there are some personal interest pieces, like these magazines tastefully arranged on the coffee table. You want more? Here you go. Enjoy!

The other shoe....

Things went from bad to worse after I posted this. So much so that we have this simple solution for getting out of the economic mess we're in - just lend yourself the money.
File under: robbing Peter...

Language

"So you want to visit Chatsworth?" The Guy asks me as I explain about the Beyond Limits exhibition held in the park-like grounds of the stately home.
"And these sculptures are out in the yard?"
You know when you've lost your language when you refer to the 105 acre garden at Chatsworth House as a yard.

Garden Round Up

Let's see what's doing well in the yard this back end of summer


The impatiens continue to pop up all over the yard, some where I had them last year and some in random places that have never seen an annual before. This beauty, however, is in a planter and its petal was pierced by a new bud.


The sedums I planted in early July behind the barbecue are now flowering. They seem to really like the mix of sun and shade back there.


The thyme we planted around the flagstone path? Not so much. There's almost nothing left of it now. That really was a waste of.....yep, time.

Pixillated

Suddenly they are everywhere, Pixel designs. But remember where you saw them first - master bedroom October 2004


The Pixel Couch. Designed by Cristian Zuzunaga for Kvadrat, July 2008


Pixel by Habitat bed cover, London, UK, NYT Spring 2008


Pixel by Habitat, UK curtains. Fall 2007.


And I am totally in love with these Tetris tiles, inspired by the video game. Custom made where? The UK of course.

Monumental Art

Planet by Mark Quinn
I'm trying to figure out how I can wangle a trip to the UK to see Sotheby's Beyond Limits: A Selling Exhibition of Modern and Contemporary Sculpture on view in the grounds of Chatsworth House in Derbyshire, England from Monday, September 15 through Sunday, November 2 2008.
Giant babies, big bears, and another sculpture of Kate Moss, this time in a yoga pose (although I can probably do without seeing that), the twenty-two sculptures have one thing in common: they are huge. And they will command enormous price tags. I don't know where they will end up but last year's exhibition just about sold out. Personally I like them where they are - it's a great contrast with the C16th stately home. But I suppose they might get in the way when Chatsworth is used as a backdrop for films like Pride and Prejudice and Duchess.

Body Language

photo Reuters
One image summing up an entire story. Employees at 25 Bank St, Canary Wharf, the headquarters of Lehman Brothers, London. September 11 2008.

Amphibians Rule

Now that we're no longer using the pool nature has taken over...

Sometimes...

Ready for a little bit of Belgium? Come on, you know you are. It's a grainy video but the tune gets into your brain and before you know it you are singing
"Sometimes
We've got to sing this song
Sometimes
It takes us way too long
Sometimes
We've got to sing out of key"
Hooverphonic, 2002

My Good Deed

It was a good job I was home, and that I listened to the barking dogs instead of telling them to SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP. When I went out to see what all the commotion was about I found the oil guy just about to fill my tank.
What's wrong with that?
1) He wasn't my oil guy, he was one house away from his destination. He was new and unsurprisingly, he found the whole road name and numbering system confusing. It is but we do have house number all over the property now.
2) I had my tank filled last month.
What is the protocol when you get next door's oil delivered to your tank? Who sucks up that mistake? Just wondering....
File under: Incorporated Village, an alternate universe.

Beware Beauty

It was a few hours before the storm hit that the awesome designer called me over to see this handsome beauty hanging around the eaves


She had woven her web from overhang to overhang and trapped more than a few biting bugs in the process


Not far away another spider was patiently awaiting its prey. A reminder to us all to beware of beautiful, ruthless hunters - they have only their own interests at heart.

TV Table Hack

In an effort to ensure maximal viewing pleasure we executed a nifty TV table hack from a spare shelf in the corner unit and three legs left over from a previous hack.


The TV in the space before. A brilliant picture but a little low for us.


We used a redundant shelf that had just been resting on another shelf in the bookcase, three of the four spare desk legs we'd stored in the garage until we found a use for them and a few tools. As the shelf is the same laminate as the doors on the media center it isn't obtrusive.


Et voila, picture perfect. Time: 10 minutes. Cost: $0. Satisfaction: immeasurable.

Summer surprise

It's not been the best summer here on Long Island. It was too cold to swim in the pool on Memorial Day, too rainy on July 4th and and not warm enough for us on Labor Day either. Three summer holidays and not one swim party, that hasn't happened before. In fact we added it up and The Guy has only been in the pool seven times this season. I've done a little better but we just haven't used it as much as normal. Nor have we barbecued. Rain, hail, cold days, whatever. We look forward to summer all winter and then it's gone in a flash. This year it went in a flash of lightning and earth-moving crashes of thunder.
And yet, some things almost make up for it; like this annual impatiens from last summer that somehow managed to survive the winter (and my weeding and planting efforts in this corner of the yard). I walked out of the back door and saw this blossom amongst the dark glossy leaves of the holly. I guess it's protected back there and with luck, like the hibiscus on the other side of the yard, it will keep flowering until the first frost.

Playing Nice

Today's cute photo - Sadie and Cassis sharing a quiet moment.

Flat screen convert

We did it, we drank the Kool-Aid, followed the pack, joined the 21st century, whatever you want to call it - we bought a flat screen HDTV small enough to fit in the media center. In our fantasy world it looks something like this photo.
In the real world we don't sit staring at a blank screen so let me tell you this thing ROCKS. The sound is awesome, I can read the titles from across the room and the colors are so dynamic I sat and watched two movies back-to-back before I could get my open jaw to close. So this is what the digital revolution is all about.

Global warming?

Proof, if any were needed, that 2007-2008 has been a weird weather year on Long Island. This hibiscus, usually treated as an annual here, was in a pot last year but still blooming in November. I couldn't bear to just throw it out so I planted it on a southwest wall and ignored it. It did nothing except throw up some green leaves that got shredded in the various hailstorms we suffered in early August. This morning though something pretty caught my eye, three gorgeous pink tinged flowers on an otherwise scrappy plant.
I guess what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

Labor Day 2008

So this is where summer has been hiding.

Sadie the Stoic

We're having a quiet Labor Day weekend. Poor Sadie had another cyst removed on Friday, this time from her ear. Not that you can tell from this photo but she is back to her normal bounding self. She should also be wearing a cone (not a cone of silence, nor the cone of uncertainty but a regular old dog cone) but she looked so pathetic we just took it off. Polly would have scratched at the stitches until her ear fell off, but not Sadie the stoic. She knows that it would be foolish to touch the stitches, that it would hurt, so she will just suck it up as she always does. Brave puppy.

Fingerprint Design

Cutting edge technology takes designer Dan Yeffet's fingerprint and turns it into the Detail.MGX lamp. Originally offered in a limited edition of 30 large spheres, it's now available as a more affordable series of three mini pendant lamps. The lamps are produced using Selective Laser Sintering (SLS), a 3-D printing technique that is becoming more widely seen in lighting, furniture and textile design. Detail.MGX will be one of the products on view at 100% Design in London next month.

Soko

OK, I tried to resist but this song is now firmly in my head. So I'm passing it on to you. Enjoy!

Siren

Words fail me, so go here for the story. I await your comments.

Inspired by James Bond

Gadgets and gimmicks ex-Formula 1 racing driver, Sir Stirling Moss, calls the super amazing, ahead-of-their-time features of his early 60s home in Mayfair, London. Need to relax? Sit in the den and access the TV behind the paneled wall. Hungry? Press a button and a table descends in front of you with dinner laid out. Want a relaxing bath? Another button fills your tub while you finish watching that TV programme. Too tired to climb the stairs? Step into the carbon-fiber elevator designed by the Williams racing team and be whisked to your destination. Super-efficient and super cool, too.

Pulverise It

When we were at the MoMA recently I professed interest in one of these and instantly I had two people fighting to buy it for me. Isn't that nice?
I'm usually a "smack a couple of cloves with the blade of a knife, then finely chop" girl but I loved the shape of this Garlic Crusher from Dutch designer Ineke Hans, and the weight, too. Seriously, this thing is heavy. Were you to drop it on your bare toe or bring it down upon the head of your loved one during the course of a disagreement over, for example, the best way boil pasta, you could inflict some major damage. Use with caution, that's all I'm saying.
Anyway, I've been cooking with garlic a lot this week, Spanish food, pasta with garlic and olive oil and Thai Prawn and Noodle Soup, and I've found this crusher much easier on the hands than the back of knife when dealing with 6-8 cloves of garlic at a time. Bash, peel, roll and voila pulverised garlic. And the handles, when rinsed, really do absorb the smell.
I hesitate to call something this simple and good-looking a gadget but it's proving very useful and I'm glad I made room in the kitchen drawer for it. $25 from The MoMA Store.

Iris

There are hundreds of species of Iris and they one of the most recognised garden plants. Not only beautiful but useful too, the dried rhizomes, orris root, are used in medicine, perfume, gin and as an ingredient in the Moroccan spice mix Ras el hanout.
Iris was the Greek Goddess of the rainbow and the iris comes in hues of blue and yellow, red and even white. The yellow flower is the symbol of Brussels, you see it everywhere there, on public transport, outside hospitals, they even held La fête de l'Iris at the start of May this year, while the fleur-de-lis was the symbol of the French monarchy until the Revolution put an end to that. And the government of Quebec has Iris Linné as its emblem.
These gorgeous blue Iris (Iris Germanica?) came from Trader Joe's on Long Island. They are The Guy's favorite flower, but we don't buy them often because they fade so fast. Luckily, we have this photo and a blog on which to post it, so enjoy!

New rules

A little snippet of conversation after the accident yesterday:
The Guy: I thought you were holding the ladder
Me: You told me to let go
The Guy: Oh, you should never do anything I say

New rules for The Cool House, nay for our whole relationship from now on:
I will ignore all instructions and advice that The Guy offers and he will DO EVERYTHING I SAY. The world will be a safer place this way, trust me.

What's Your Name?

For those who want to know a little more about me - like my real first name, check out One Project Closer today. You should go visit anyway because they have lots of helpful tips. I'm sure if they'd had one on ladder etiquette I wouldn't be bruised right now...

The Guy's Revenge

There have been a few comments - not on the blog - to the effect that The Guy is treated quite badly at The Cool House. His supporters say he's always gardening, or up a ladder or even banished to the roof but he never gets to do any of the cool stuff like mix cocktails or choose the music. Poor Guy. Well, fans of The Guy, today he got his revenge.
We were filling the carpenter bee holes when he had to adjust the 16' ladder, which he accidently let slip onto my head.
There's a reason you aren't supposed to walk beneath a ladder. Or stand under it for that matter. Posting will be resumed when my head stops hurting.

Modern Art or.....

What is it?


Maybe if we look at it from a different angle...


Hmmmm. Does anybody know?
The clue is it has something to do with staining the redwood siding. And that it's taken us a couple of weeks to put on a second coat....