I am pleased to announce that my photobook "L is for Lollipop: A Girl’s Guide to the Alphabet" has been selected by Center for Creative Photography Curator Becky Senf Ccp, and her colleagues, for inclusion in the prestigious INFOCUS Juried Exhibition of Self-Published Photobooks on view December 2, 2016 - April 9, 2017 at the Phoenix Art Museum. Available in a limited edition of 100 exclusively from the studio. www.agirlsguidetothealphabet
I spent a week at The Photography Master Retreat in the South of France, at the home of Martine Fougeron, who along with her colleagues Elisabeth Biondi and Lyle Rexer, mentored ten photographers from around the world: Reflect, Rethink, Refocus!
Oh, and did I mention . . . my photographs were selected for the covers of two of Hilary Mantel's early novels, "Every Day is Mother's Day" and "Vacant Possession," when they were re-issued in paperback, in 2010, by Picador, following the announcement of her Man Booker Prize award for "Wolf Hall." And now, at last, "Wolf Hall, Parts One & Two," on Broadway starring Mark Rylance and the RSC, and also, "Wolf Hall" starts tomorrow night on Masterpiece PBS . . . wonderful Hilary!
"Toot Sweet" party goods by Merimeri source of ongoing inspiration for new still life series in the studio.
Lovely things in the Lehman wing . . .
In the studio this week, working on new garments for the next shoot, with the help of this Yves Saint Laurent Vogue Paris Original and fabrics from B & J Fabrics and Mood Fabrics.
In the studio, looking through the prints, getting record-keeping in order, preparing to start a new series.
Worked all day in the studio today with model and collaborating artist, Patricia Kirshner!
A Midsummer Night’s Dream
Act 5, Scene 1
More strange than true: I never may believe
These antique fables, nor these fairy toys.
Lovers and madmen have such seething brains,
Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend
More than cool reason ever comprehends.
The lunatic, the lover and the poet
Are of imagination all compact:
One sees more devils than vast hell can hold,
That is, the madman: the lover, all as frantic,
Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt:
The poet's eye, in fine frenzy rolling,
Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven;
And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen
Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.
Such tricks hath strong imagination,
That if it would but apprehend some joy,
It comprehends some bringer of that joy;
Or in the night, imagining some fear,
How easy is a bush supposed a bear!