Show Don’t Tell

Show Don’t Tell

My last Monday post, Fiery Tulips, was a product of anger. If I’m being honest about it, more a product of fear. Because I wanted to be a good professor after every class, I would think back over the class and would remember a thoughtless comment or an expression that...

Sticky Butterflies

Sticky Butterflies

Since I was a small child, I spend much of my time living “in my head.” My first friends were imaginary, and my later companions became books. When I’m in a particular social environment, such as work or school, I fully inhabit one intimate friendship at a time. So no...

Fiery Tulips

Fiery Tulips

Today I spent a pleasurable part of the day experimenting with my camera. Following in Calvin’s footsteps before the Great Interrupter I got myself a Leica CL. Small and very easy to manage I developed the habit of taking it with me on my walks and travels. I study...

Re-finding Elegance

Re-finding Elegance

“More than ever elegance is setting itself free from the movements of fashion,” Olivier Saillard Perhaps I am weary of the limitations of my apartment and the sameness of the days. Maybe it’s just a passing moment in the stream of feeling as I’m pulled back and forth...

The Great Interrupter

The Great Interrupter

Today I spritzed on what I call my “writer’s perfume”, the one I got the first time I went to Paris. Perhaps some of you remember the story I told about this perfume in an earlier post. This bottle was a refill mixed and purchased closer to home. Perfume is an...

Objects For An Interior Life

Objects For An Interior Life

Earlier in the week, I wrote about a hat. My story about a very simple object was full of thoughts, emotions, memory, history, and desire. It went beyond the everyday, functional object that it actually is and became much more. While researching and exploring the...

The Hat

The Hat

I’m not someone who wears a hat. I get emails all the time from hat makers who want to send me one, but I always decline. Despite my satisfaction with being comfortable wearing many metaphorical hats, I do not much like wearing the genuine thing. I never believed hats...

Silent Witness

Silent Witness

I moved my desk to be in front of my window. Somehow this makes it feel like I’m still part of the world. It reminds me that I still live in a city that exists beyond my apartment. It’s been six weeks since my access to it has been sharply curtailed. Today like...

Syllabus: The Practice of Fashion

Syllabus: The Practice of Fashion

This week I’ve participated in Fashion Revolution Week in many ways. I’ve posted a love story on Instagram about some clothes I own as part of the campaign #LovedClothesLast. I’ve listened to podcasts and participated in on-line open studios listening to and watching...

Seam Ripping

Seam Ripping

Today marks the start of Fashion Revolution Week. I’m happy to have something tangible to revolt against. It’s been challenging for me as a social welfare activist for most of my life to be still, quiet and indoors. Sadly, I have entered the realm of a “high risk”...

Syllabus: The “Practice of Fashion”

Syllabus: The “Practice of Fashion”

Practice Noun: the actual application or use of an idea, belief, or method, as opposed to theories relating to it. Verb: perform (an activity) or exercise (a skill) repeatedly or regularly in order to improve or maintain one's proficiency. During a webinar about...

Ambivalent Relations: Clothes in the Time of Coronavirus

Ambivalent Relations: Clothes in the Time of Coronavirus

My apartment is small. The amount of garments hanging on racks in multiple rooms makes it look as if I’ve been living in an exclusive boutique rather than a home. Since the moment everything stopped, I’ve been forced to confront this every day as well as the economic...

“What Now?” in The Time of Coronavirus

“What Now?” in The Time of Coronavirus

It's been a long time since I've connected on this platform, although I've been able to keep up with others. It seems another lifetime ago since we had that conversation, "What Now? We coined the term back then, "What Nowness". So much has happened in-between then and...

My December Adventure: Scenic River Cruise

My December Adventure: Scenic River Cruise

I know it’s been a while since I composed a post. So I can’t wait to tell you what I’ve been up to. It’s been the holidays of course but right before that Calvin and I went on a wonderful adventure courtesy of Scenic Luxury Cruises and Tours.  First let me say we’ve...

Mixed Methods: Me and My Hair

Mixed Methods: Me and My Hair

It starts to feel like an obsession. It gets stronger every day. I search for images for just the right look. In the past, I'd scour hair magazines. More recently the internet. I chose a photo to bring to my stylist. The photo represents some new fantasy I've conjured...

Fitting(s) In, Sensuality and Identity

Fitting(s) In, Sensuality and Identity

It's been quite a week. I now have the time and inclination to attend many more of the events I'm invited to, now that I'm no longer teaching. I've been coming home late which is unusual for me. I've also been tongue-tied and stammering when I'm asked how I came to be...

Narrative Devices

Narrative Devices

So as is my usual course of action, once I get my anger off my chest, usually through the vehicle of a rant (poor Calvin), I generally figure out a pragmatic or creative way to respond. What came to me is that we need to articulate and find ways to represent the inner...

Clothing Relationship Stories: Telling Secrets and a Rant

Clothing Relationship Stories: Telling Secrets and a Rant

I love clever designers, those who can keep secrets that you’ll discover later. Designers who don’t make me think about clothes as if they’re just something else to consume. Designers who when I look at their garments make me feel like I just walked into an art supply...