I Can Feel the Dance in her Soul

Artist: Degas | Little Dancer, age 14 | National Gallery

Artist: Degas | Little Dancer, age 14 | National Gallery

“The Dancer premiered in 1881 at the Sixth Impressionist Exhibition in Paris, where it spurred condemnation for its “low” realism that many commentors considered vulgar. She stood as an indecently naturalistic portrayal of a working-class dancer, linked to nebulous ideas of vice, degeneracy, and corruption.”

She originally came to be known as the “Unloved Dancer.”

The world was appalled by her realism. It was the first modern attempt at a realistic sculpture. But the original unloved, wigged, and slippered Dancer no longer exists. The 1881 version was made entirely out of wax, which began to darken. It was later replaced with a simplified revised version also made of wax (as no one wanted to buy the original) Today, there are 30 of these bronze cast dancers around the world that were some what born out of Degas’ original. Plaster mould’s were made after Degas’ death in 1921 of a less detailed version of the unsellable original that Degas had later created. Degas’ revised wax rendition currently resides in the National Gallery in Washington, DC.

Now cloned, and idealized, the new version has been whole heartedly accepted by the masses, yet I still have a longing to be witness to the original. It just goes to show you how uninterested we as humans are in having realism find its way into our art, and how uncomfortable it is when it does, as it interferes with our ability to escape reality. -tM

A Reminder to be Playful

Photography: Alexis Armanet | Giorgio Armani’s Milanese Palace

Photography: Alexis Armanet | Giorgio Armani’s Milanese Palace

A reminder to be playful in life and design, that is what this image implores of me.

The unexpected placement of these two bronze panthers circa 1930, in the middle of the hallway, stand in contrast to there surroundings. They require you to stop, look, engage, and acknowledge there beauty and position. Playing with the rules, in life and in design is good for the soul. -tM

Isn't it Romantic?

Photography: Unknown

Photography: Unknown

Do you picnic?

I have always liked the idea of throwing a blanket on the grass or sand, kicking off the shoes, letting the wind blow through my hair as I ate at the thought of the beauty that surrounds me, but realistically, I have never found them enjoyable, or comfortable for that matter. They are made for movie moments that I wish would feel just like they look on the big screen.

At the end of the day, just like sex on a beach, the idea of it all is always better then the reality. I fail to feel the romance of it all. How about you? How often do you picnic? -tM

Well Dressed

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Man Ray, The Prayer, 1930

The meeting of the hands, buttocks, and feet invite the viewer to take the time to take a new look at nudity.

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Saul Leiter, In My Room, circa 1950-1960

Sensual in its ability to tell the story of women in everyday life,Saul Leiter shot a series of nudes; friends, lovers, and other women in his life which resulted in spontaneous snapshots with subdued eroticism.

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Lucien Clergue, Nude Woman Swimming, 1973

She swims in light. The photography is clean, fresh, and modern.

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Nobuyoshi Araki, Untitled, 2008

Interested in taboo themes, of eroticism, sex, and voyeurism, the bound and naked girls pay homage to Kinbaku the Japanese art of bondage.

Lauré Prouvost

A multi media Artist, Lauré`s work is thought provoking to say the least. These are just a few selections of different mediums she continues to work with. They vary from sculpture, installations, video, tapestry, performance art, to name a few. She tells stories through art that explore the fine lines of balance between fiction and reality through personal myth and universal themes. -tM

The 80's: Boys & their Crop Tops

Dave Gahan

Dave Gahan

Whatever happened to style? Whatever happened to the imagination that helped create an image to express who you are uniquely as an individual?

The more I look around, the less I am inspired. Teenagers, the ones that should be exploring who they are through fashion all look the same. There is a uniform for each age group it seems. I long for the days when subcultures, sprung out of the music they listened to, influenced their attitude and their style. Everything is so generic these days, creativity on all levels seems to have left the building.

The 80’s were a time of creativity and exploration. We have lost that somewhere along the way as Corporations and Fast Fashion take over and we march to the beat of another type of drum.

But then again, perhaps it is me, just getting older and longing for a time where my youth felt incredibly important and influential.

What do you think? -tM

Curtain Play

Photography: Unknown

Photography: Unknown

When architects began to design homes and spaces with large windows, curtains became an important element of interior design and architecture.

However, lately there has been a shift away (at least here in N. America) from curtains and a push toward blinds. I miss the romance and ritual of drawing the curtains closed. I miss the sensuality of the sun peaking through mid day; curtains swaying in wind, encouraging the merging two worlds.

Another time and place, saw me draw the sheers open and closed, depending on the sun, and often of the positioning of the moon, as this became standard, so did the stories of disillusion, fear, promise, and hope. There were always lessons to be learned at the edge of the window sill and in the rustling of the curtains. —tM

Penises of the Ancient World

So in the name of research I stumbled upon these ancient relics from the Roman Empire. The first being door knobs, the second being an assortment of chimes and decorative flying penises that were often hung above doors, inside and out as protective talisman’s and in worship of fecundity.

You see most civilisations, Greeks, and Egyptians alike, worshipped sex and God in much the same light. There was little to no separation. To be able to have sex and enjoy it freely was the ultimate gift of the gods, and to procreate was a miracle in the making, hence the penis envy.

However, I would like to know why they didn’t celebrate the vagina in much the same fashion. Perhaps the penis was easier to replicate in form and in shape.

Yeah, that must have been the case. ;) -tM