Exits

Photography: Richard Avedon | Harpers Bazaar, 1957

Photography: Richard Avedon | Harpers Bazaar, 1957

I always examine the way people choose to leave my life, their exit conveys a lot about who they are, and what qualities they exhibit as human beings. I feel that exits say more about you then entrances. and oddly enough that is how people end up remembering you.

I always make a conscious effort to leave with dignity and grace. And when I do leave, I leave for good. There is no going back. I never revisit what I left behind. -tM

Backstage

Scenes from behind the curtain. In celebration of Fashion Month really in Europe, here are a few stand out photo’s from various shows all captured by photographer Emon Toufanian. One thing is for certain, wherever you go, or whatever you do, DO NOT leave home without your accessories. The devil still remains in the punk rock of details. Which is your favourite? -tM

l to r: Y Project; Jacquemus; Jacquemus; Rick Owens:: Rokh

Stripped

Photography: Alexey Brodovitch

Photography: Alexey Brodovitch

How do you move? How do you use your body to express yourself? Do you take to the dance floor or do you move in the privacy of your own home? Where does your letting go happen?

Baryshnikov has been known to say that “When the body moves, it is the most revealing thing. Dance for a minute and I will tell you who you are.”

I miss that child like freedom of letting go wherever you are. Allowing the body to move as it wants to without the awareness that people may be judging you. Self-awareness is a beautiful thing, but somewhere along the way we allow the projections of others insecurities into our space, and often times internalize them.

I was always free in ballet class, but never really on the dance floor. Great with instruction, not so great with the freedom of creative movement. But I have always danced, sometimes for hours in front of a mirror just watching the beauty of movement.

Music and dance allow me to stop pretending, stripping me, I shed the residue of anything I may have been carrying. It’s a way of getting back to myself.

How about you, what kind of movement connects you to your inner being? -tM

Neoclassical Beauty

Photography: Jerome Galland | Villa Astor | Italy, Amalfi Coast

Photography: Jerome Galland | Villa Astor | Italy, Amalfi Coast

Bound to beauty in all of its infinite forms, this 17th Century statue standing in the garden of a villa; solitary, lost in the trees, cypresses, and pines makes me long for a secret affair. -tM

Tales from the Work Place

Today, in the presence of two male colleagues a discussion was being had about an issue that was affecting the work environment. In the end I was taken a back at what was conveyed:

Male No. 1: “Yes, well, now that women have been given more of a voice, they just don’t shut up, and feel like they can say anything.”

Male No. 2: Yes, well, this is happening because men are being emasculated by women, and they are angry, so this has has resulted in the clash of the sexes.”

Me: Dumbfounded, and disappointed, responded as such: ” Well, men have been saying whatever they want for centuries.”

There is a divide that is looming, politically, sexually, and economically, it is like staring down the barrel of a gun. I just wish that we would all realize that we are in this together, and that male liberation, is so dependent on female liberation. Am I wrong? -tM

Photography: Herb Ritts | Sandra Bernhert

The Sunday Morning Lounge

Photography: Unknown

Photography: Unknown

What does your Sunday morning ceremonial observance look like?

There are no religious observances of any kind here, however I definitely hold sacred to my Sunday morning rituals. They ground me, put me at ease, and sometimes even in a contemplative state of mind. Most Sunday’s are spent in solitude. Just me, my music, coffee, some reading material, coupled with a few hours of kick back on the sofa staring at the sky, watching the birds take flight.

It’s a meditation of sorts, one with my eyes open. -tM

The Urban Pastoral

Photography: Franco Fontana, 1987 | Bologna, Italy

Photography: Franco Fontana, 1987 | Bologna, Italy

I get lost in the light, the shape, the implied movement, frozen, yet incredibly fluid. I have never had pool photography feel like a pastoral painting; calm, relaxed, and expansive.

Compact in frame, its reach is almost mythical. The prophetic powers of the elusive pool mermaids, enticing us to come closer and live with them, if only momentarily, beneath the urban sea. -tM

The Urban Equivalent

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The Creation,

and touch of child, this really is the closest one will get to the purity and divinity of the universe. They are everything that we should be and beautiful reminders of what could be. -tM

Photography: Franco Fontana|Interpretation of Michelangelo’s Creation of Adam.

The Point of Power

Photography: Unknown

Photography: Unknown

The point of power really is in the present, isn’t it?

Once you have learned and hopefully grown from your past experiences and mistakes, there is no reason to venture back. I think that is also key to moving in the present, letting go of what once was. The future is something that is completely shaped by your present, its actions, intentions, and constant personal growth and evolve.

So accept what is. And be all in, whatever moment that may be. It takes practice and devotion. So today begin making it a point to be conscious of your own personal power. -tM

Garden Party

Being a child/adult who was raised and still lives in the heart of a city, I have always lounged on decks, balconies, or roof tops in times of extreme heat (I know, I know, hot air rises, but for some reason being on roof top also means you have found a kind of solitary freedom away from the rest). In saying that, I think that is the very reason that I have an affinity for gardens. I never fail to get lost in their beauty and bounty; there silent life force.

I miss the visual, the feeling of bare feet on the prickly yet soft grass floor. I am looking forward to spending more time in gardens this summer, finding peace in there ever promising hope for growth and renewal. -tM

Photography: AD France | Gardens: S. of France; Italy: CA

Looking Forward S/S19

I have always loved Bottega Veneta, from bags to clothes, however, I find this years, S/S 2019 campaign particularly inspiring. The creative team does such a great job at highlighting both the strength, femininity, and duality of the woman the brand itself designs for.

It is art in motion; fresh, casual, honest, and incredibly sexy. -tM

p.s. can we also take a moment in adoration to appreciate that python directors chair. Also, the choice in chair and its staging has not been lost on me. Again, brilliant campaign.

Introducing... Étant

So here it is, the first production of my designs. Étant. Inspired by movement, simplicity, and versatility. My pieces encapsulate the vital force of being. They were designed to be lived in, encouraging one to "just be."  It's a state of mind really, but then again, isn't it always. -tM

Exclusively sold  @shopfawn.

Wild at Heart

Abandoned Chateaul de Rothschild | Paris, France

Abandoned Chateaul de Rothschild | Paris, France

I remember seeking out solitude and magic in abandoned places as a youth.

The places would become ours, our own private Idaho if you will, taking shelter from what we believed to be a world that was too much at out feet. We spoke in poetry, and let our laughter rise to meet the sky. There we sang in harmonies of liberty and freedom; moving through our present, where cigarettes and coffee were just as important as music and sex.

There is so much magic to be found in what has been left behind, the decay is just part of its transition, inspiring curiosity and the desire to create. -tM