Showing posts with label ArtLab. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ArtLab. Show all posts

Friday, November 9, 2012

Totes Magotes*



So, as it turns out, Hurricane Sandy did not keep me from New York (and my hosts got their power back last weekend!), but instead that short Nor'easter and a freak snowstorm here (which actually hasn't stopped) made me stay put in snowy Canada. Sigh. Thankfully, the conference organizers allowed me to Skype in to still present my paper and, after the gods tried one last time to keep me silent, I finally got my ideas out into the world outside of my advisor's office. I feel like a real scholar now! 

Anyway, suffice to say, I should be in New York right now, and am imagining myself walking through the holiday shops in Bryant Park right now, wearing this jacket. The only thing that could ever make me regret buying my ArtLab Revolutionary Jacket is a hooded version of the same! Patricia, this is now in a tie with your Artisanal wool coat for my favorite piece from you ever.

And speaking of perfect jackets, check this beauty out. This is from my favorite Aussie label, Sadotna (photo via their Facebook). If I score another scholarship, I might just have to treat myself with this. But for now, it'll have to do to give it a place of honour in My Top 3 Want List (see sidebar, near bottom).


*I was supposed to see Paul Rudd in Grace tomorrow. Sigh. Patricia, enjoy the show for me!


Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Piacere



Oh goodness. It's more beautiful than I had imagined


Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Svefn-G-Englar



This photo is very comforting to me. I believe this is still a work in progress (based on the pins present in another photo, hidden here by the belt), but, even so, seeing new creations from Patricia Ayres makes me feel that all is right in the world. Makes sense that it's fall, both my favorite season of the year and the time when my ArtLab pieces get worn the most. September, welcome.


And since we're on the topic of photos, this may be the greatest photo ever (aside from the fact that it's an Instagram, if that's even the right way to say it): Sigur Rós playing at Castello Scaligero in Verona (via Sigur Rós' Facebook). I can even hear the music just by looking at it. Fantastic.


Monday, September 26, 2011

A napron



In case you couldn't tell, I just didn't want to bump down the new Verlaine collection(s) with a new post this weekend. However, I think it's time for something new, and I do believe an ArtLab creation will fill the first post spot rather well. Apron dresses keep popping up on my radar, making me think that it's time I got one. And it would definitely have to be this ArtLab one, with it's clean cut, pockets, and asymmetrical bustle detail. Having the top portion removable (with snaps) is quite brilliant (see below). Of course I'd ask Patricia to switch out the leather strap for a canvas or elastic one. I also wonder if it's possible to make a winter-friendly apron with that gorgeous boiled wool she uses for her artisanal coat. By the way, is it weird that I hate halter dresses but like aprons? Hmm...



Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Steel Cut Dress


I have a sudden desire to a) find/write a book about the history of the comma, and b) roll down a hill, particularly in this metal-infused silk dress by ArtLab


Yes, I do already have a similar ArtLab dress, but I would prefer to roll down a hill in the nighttime (in part due to my recent obsession with Jamie Coon and this song), and, with Wednesday being my city's cycling club ride night of choice, I would need some form of reflective material in my clothing so that I don't end up like that unfortunate pigeon in the middle of the road. It would also be fun to see what kind of shape the dress would end up in after being formed by a spiraled decent.


P.S. To those of you wondering, my mydearthing Steel Sighlens T may or may not have maple brown beans all down its front, the addition of which I believe would impede the rolling and/or reflective power of the tee.


Saturday, May 21, 2011

The Scent of the Sea



The dreaded day of the removal of my favorite scented neighbourhood feature has arrived. This pile of old lumber (and metal accoutrement) had, until today, been sitting by the train tracks a block outside my front door for perhaps a month now. And for whatever reason, be it its place of origin or some feature of slowly rotting wood, every day since its unexplained arrival, it gave off the most lovely and intoxicating smell. This resulted in me taking in huge gulps of air whenever I walked past or caught its scent downwind, as I practically live for the opportunity of being even momentarily transported back to White Rock or Montauk. But now the train has started running, and so the city gods have deemed it time to take away this aromatic safety hazard. Sigh, times infinity. If I weren't sitting here pining after my lost...pine, I would've put on my best wool, pleated, and voluminous garments to just go stand in the spot where the wood once was, hoping to soak in what's left of the landlocked sea air (while also covering up against the mosquitos, who are likely also in mourning for losing their best breeding grounds). 


This outfit would've consisted of a wool jacket (this formal silk-lined avant garde tux by NY-based designer Michael Brambila would've been very appropriate for the sad occasion), a silk top (this one featuring a gill detail by hier apparel would've been best with the maximized surface area), a voluminous skirt (with my ArtLab skirt definitely being the best candidate, for obvious reasons), and some wool leggings (with my mydearthing Wool Circle Seam Pants being the obvious choice - I didn't want to wash these for a few days after returning from NY last time, as I wanted the smell of Brooklyn to linger a wee bit longer). But, alas, it is now raining, and so, at best, I would just smell of wet clothing. Again, sigh.


So long wood, may you rest in peace.


Monday, April 18, 2011

Venting



As I've exhibited (what I feel to be) incredible self-control in not buying anything online for over two months (my last purchase being an ArtLab harness that I luckily got on sale), I feel like I've earned the right to treat myself to something to help get the Spring wardrobe started. And though I'm really just waiting for the new mydearthing collection to be completed and posted (rumor is that there may be a dress inspired by little ol' me!), this updated kaftan/maxi t-shirt dress by Babooshka is definitely in the running for claiming my monies. I suspect that I'd only stick to one or two of the styling options and/or wear this lounging around the house in, but I still think that it would be a good choice for a comfy maxi dress. I really like the look of wearing a belt that only cinches in the front of a piece, and I have a feeling that that new ArtLab harness could work well as the belt, as the straps are removable, or could be left hanging to add a little more detail to the dress. Actually the ArtLab Noir Industrial Waist corset/belt could be really interesting with this dress too. Not to mention the ArtLab Couture Pleated Harness... Oh, the dress is available in black or grey (or a less cool striped black and grey). Sweet.



Saturday, January 29, 2011

The Poncho: Keeping you covered since the 1850s*...



Maybe I am slowly getting won over to the cape/poncho side, as I kinda sorta really love this new ArtLab piece. I at least just want something in this fabric. I'm also still humming and hawing over this gorgeous Ursa Minor wool tabard (below), which I just realized I've failed to mention thus far. It's more versatile than just a straight poncho, which of course rates high on my must-have meter. However, I have to admit that I wish these two items could be combined or even interwoven, if you will. I can never get enough of army green twill...


And speaking of ArtLab, would anyone be interested in a gently used ArtLab Space Odyssey dress? I love that thing to pieces, but unless I eat about 10 cupcakes a day from here on in, I don't think I can keep it up and decent anymore. With this super cold and snowy day, I'm thinking I'll get to work on those new listings in my shop this afternoon. That is, unless my pile o' books doesn't distract me first...

*So sayeth Wikipedia.


Saturday, October 23, 2010

Strength Through Wounding



Well, I just went and made myself feel silly. I'm supposed to be kitty-sitting right now, but I still needed a few hours to myself to fully recuperate from yesterday. And so, leaving the kitty in my man's capable hands, I decided to dress myself up and go to the farmer's market and to the bookstore to pick up the new issue of POP was out and wanted to get that. However, I had forgotten who was on the cover of this issue, and thus I recoiled slightly at the sight of it. Not that I have anything against the cover person (being a certain Ms. Spears), I just never thought I'd see the day when I'd buy a magazine (or anything, for that matter) with her on it. Sigh. The level of silliness was perhaps increased by the fact that I picked up a second magazine, being AnOther, simply because it has Björk on the cover (and because I'm a sucker for publications with nice heavy paper). If I had been the cashier that checked me out, I'm pretty sure my head would've exploded from seeing these two covers together.

At any rate, at least I found a new favorite fall outfit for this excursion. Or I should say fall/winter outfit. You can practically see snow in the air, it just has to find the courage to materialize and show up on the ground. So, said outfit was my ArtLab jacket (layered over my marriage day hoodie), my (burgundy) Mandula dress (layered over a tee) worn as a top with the bottom tie as an empire waistline, my Wolfgang Jarnach pants (which have the most unique and expertly crafted seams that I have ever seen on a pair of pants - see below), and, of course, my trusty monochrome Chucks. I really think I did the whole New York trip wrong. I should've known that I thrive in colder weather that not only allows for but requires tons of layers. Next time.


And on a related note (related in my head anyway, as my Wolfgang Jarnach pants remind me of another pair of skinny-ish navy pants I used to wear...), it's been a whole decade since meeting my man and since first hearing AFI (my man being responsible for the latter, pretty much as soon as I had met him). So here's a video from the first AFI show I ever attended, which changed my world as I knew it. 



The show was in March by the way, and not close to Halloween, as you might think from the jack-o'-lanterns. Just like you might think my deck is where pumpkins go to die. Methinks we carved them a wee bit too early this year, though the frost/snow goblins would've gotten them in the end anyway. Sigh.


Tuesday, October 12, 2010

1/2 Ration



One thing I've become slightly addicted to as a result of my trip to New York (and largely in part because of the effortless style of my lovely host) is a wee bit more minimalism in my daily outfits. Not that I've given up my sometimes innumerable layers or oddly paired pieces, but I have toned down the volume a bit as of late and gone for more classic silhouettes. So instead of going for a more architectural dress to wear as a top, I've been reaching for an oversized tank to layer over another tank, and topping that off with a cardigan, for example. The easiest way to do minimalism, of course, is the basic t-shirt. Now I go through phases with this Western staple, especially as my wardrobe's short-sleeved cotton jersey quota has long since been filled with (usually black) shirts from the various concerts I've attended in the last decade. However, if it's done right (or if I haven't yet purchased a shirt from a just seen favorite band), I will buy a new t-shirt. And so, enter 1/2 Ration, the newest Etsy shop I've just bookmarked.

1/2 Ration is a Las Vegas-based t-shirt label from Tom Ayres, brother of kOs regular, Patricia Ayres. Tom's background in political sciences coupled with his Irish ancestry led him to take an interest in the experience of early Irish immigrants in America, as well as the Gaelic language. His shop contains t-shirts (many of which are Alternative Apparel) with screen-printed Irish text that is intended to start a conversation, as well as some fabulous distressed tees and scarves designed by Patricia herself with the '1/2 Ration' print that you may recognize from a previous ArtLab black linen dress. As we all know, I'm the curious type (and I like any excuse to talk about anything Irish), and so I sent a few questions Tom's way to find out more about his new label...

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Why the use of t-shirts to start a conversation, and what kind of conversation do you imagine a 1/2 Ration wearer to have while wearing one of your pieces?

The t-shirt as a vehicle is just something that is ingrained in American culture. There is a reason that, when a candidate first declares their intention to hold a public office, there is always a group of supporters with him/her wearing t-shirts emblazoned with the campaign logo. It's like, yes, I'm going to run for town dogcatcher, better get the t-shirts printed. And of course we do it on a personal level as well - how many souvenirs from your last trip are t-shirts? (Well, Tom, two actually.)

We kind of lead with the t-shirt, such as 'oh, you were at the U2 concert too!' I just figured why not lead with something a little more conversational. When someone is staring at your shirt wondering just what "amharach" means (lucky, by the way) and they finally break down and ask, they'll remember that. Maybe it even becomes a story over the dinner table: 'hey, saw a guy wearing this shirt today...' 

Some of our shirts like "amharach" are straightforward, but others like "cumhacht" (strength) or "creat" (justice) can live on a couple different levels, it just depends on your personal views and how involved you choose to get with the person asking about the shirt. I admit, I really geek at the thought of "creat" spurring the thought process to go one step further [than just asking what it means] and one guy asking the other: 'Do you think our justice system is fair? It seems like...' Those are the conversations I love being a part of (I couldn't tell you who got kicked off the island last night, I'm often oblivious during those water cooler conversations). 


Is your focus more on the Irish immigrant's experience in North America, or also on their issues on their own soil? Do you feel that the Irish still face any discrimination of any kind in the States?

I was in Belfast during one of the last cease fires before the Peace Accord, and I gotta tell you it was a pretty intense experience. There is lots of political graffiti there (public political art is a more apt description), and as I walked through the city taking pictures, on numerous occasions I was approached by people in their neighborhood, demanding to know just what I was doing and whether I was Catholic or Protestant. As soon as I opened my mouth, everyone's demeanor brightened and they said, 'oh an American, what the bloody hell are you doing here? No one holidays in Belfast!' I narrowly escaped being arrested by the RUC there, but that's a story for another day...

Ireland, especially with the recent boom and bust in economic and immigration issues is certainly ripe for discussion, but I think people always focus on issues near to themselves and that is the Irish immigrant experience in America, even if they don't see it in that large of a picture. Nearly 12% of the American population have some Irish ancestry; the Irish really integrated into the fabric of America but still kept some strong Irish identity. Most Americans don't think of it in terms of immigration and integration, it's just about having some Irish identity and being proud of it. We've come a long way from the 1850's when you would see signs of "Help Wanted - Irish Need Not Apply". Certainly I hope that people look into their own past a little while they look forward to the shaping of immigration policy - empathy can be really beneficial.


And lastly, why "1/2 Ration"?

The name 1/2 Ration comes from an Irish food ration ticket that my sister acquired during design work she did several years back. She was looking for material for her fashion line and found what was left of the ration ticket, it was for a 1/2 Ration. It just seemed to speak to what we wanted to accomplish.

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After picking up your own 1/2 Ration tee and/or a one of a kind piece designed by the lovely Patricia from Tom's Etsy shop, please come back here and fill us in on what kind of conversation you find yourself in! Slainte.