In Rememberance

This Memorial Day I want to honor those men and women who currently serve in our armed forces and to those many who have given their lives for our country. This is a sacrifice that shouldn’t be lost in a three day weekend and barbecues.

Memorial day has many stories about its true beginning. Decoration Day as it was originally called was officially proclaimed such by General John Logan in 1868 and first observed on May 30th by placing flowers on the graves of union and confederate soldiers at Arlington National. In 1873 New York was the first to recognize the holiday and the northern states were soon to follow. The southern states honored their fallen on another day. It wasn’t until after WWI that it became a day of remembrance for of all those who died in Service of America. In 1971 the National Holiday Act by Congress passed setting the holiday to fall on the last Monday in May ensuring the three day weekend we have come to enjoy and perhaps take for granted.

Inspired by the poem Flander’s Fields Moina Michael conceived of wearing red poppies on Memorial Day to honor those who died serving their country. She was the first to wear one. Selling them to friends and coworkers she raised money to benefit servicemen in need. A Frenchwoman Madame Guerin returning home from the US, inspired by Michaels, made artificial red poppies to raise money in France for war orphans and widows. This practice spread throughout Europe. In 1922 the VFW approached by Madame Guerin began selling poppies made by disabled vets. the poppy becoming a flower of remembrance around the world.

So on this holiday I hope you take a moment and can come together to honor all those who gave their all for your country. In honor of this tradition I leave you with the poem Flanders Fields and my version of Poppy.

In Flanders Fields
John McCrae, 1915.
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

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Photo Pairs

One more Photo Pair. This is the same photo, color adjusted.  I paired it with a spread from Russian Vogue, Feb. 2010.

Purple Haze

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Photo Pairs

Each week I hope to post one of my own Photographs paired with a Fashion Editorial. I hope you enjoy them. I call this one In the Clouds.

In the Clouds

‘Qui a vu Coco?’

Chanel has been my single favorite fashion designer not just for her clothing but moreso the unconventional and unapologetic nature with which she lived. For me this uncontrollable spirit speaks to the core of my very own nature. In our society women this strong tend to earn a certain reputation and Coco was no exception. I can only hope to earn such a reputation by the end of my life. For me it will mean creating the life I was meant to live, expressing my unique talents, and that I did so fully without abandon and unapologetically.

In her most recent Rules of Style post Shannon Ables writes, ““Life is meant to be lived in such a way that is not in following, but in offering our talents and abilities to the world. Gabrielle  “Coco” Chanel certainly did that and left behind a legacy that can be seen nearly everywhere in the fashion world and elsewhere.” I am constantly striving to live the way Shannon describes by sharing my unique set of abilites and navigating my own path through life.  My favorite quote by Chanel (below) serves as my personal credo.

“The most courageous act is still to think for yourself. Aloud.”

 

 

 Other Favorite Chanel quotes:

“A girl should be two things: who and what she wants.”

 

“It’s probably not just by chance that I’m alone. It would be very hard for a man to live with me, unless he’s terribly strong. And if he’s stronger than I, I’m the one who can’t live with him. … I’m neither smart nor stupid, but I don’t think I’m a run-of-the-mill person. I’ve been in business without being a businesswoman, I’ve loved without being a woman made only for love. The two men I’ve loved, I think, will remember me, on earth or in heaven, because men always remember a woman who caused them concern and uneasiness. I’ve done my best, in regard to people and to life, without precepts, but with a taste for justice.”

 

“I never want to weigh more heavily on a man than a bird”

“Don`t spend time beating on a wall, hoping to transform it into a door.”

“I don’t care what you think about me. I don’t think about you at all.”

 “How many cares one loses when one decides not to be something but to be someone.”

 “To achieve great things, we must first dream.”

Building A Cutting Table

NYFA Student Erin Bolton in her blog Lavender Honey wrote a great article showcasing step-by-step instructions for building your own cutting table. The article entitled Terry’s Table: How to Construct a Fabric Cutting Table features the functional design invention of the ingenious Terry Horlamus (Director of the New York Fashion Academy). It’s simple design and easy construction make it an invaluable tool in any work room. Ask any student at NYFA.

Aarrghhhh

I often see people as fashion sketches. I kid you not. Ever since I was a child playing with my very favorite toy, Fashion Plates, this has been a common ailment.

Last week on the long commute to my day job I stopped for my mandatory morning caffeine fix. There in the line ahead of me she stood.  I kept starring, sizing her up. I should have taken a picture as my visual inventory was bordering on inappropriate.  To me everything about her screamed Fashion Sketch.

This weekend between beading some new necklaces I set to sketching her. I call her “Aarrghhhh” or so said her necklace by Tatty Devine.

She is missing her bullet bracelet and I have yet to color her. That will follow. For now here she is.