Lamp Tag. Kind of started it all.
His art and his story. Incredible.
I read her book and felt fearless.
An entire store dedicated to trim. Beads, bugles, fringe, bling and velvet. In the heart New York City.
Talavera tile. The colors. The texture. The shape. The origin. Everything about it inspires.
Ensor at the Getty in LA
Kara Walker's A SUBTLETY. The audacity. Mind blowing.
At the Met. Charles James. Beautiful.
ANYTHING you listen to at The Hollywood Bowl. This evening it was the Los Angeles Orchestra
SAVAGE BEAUTY by Alexander McQueen. New York and London.
Someday I'll go...
Fireworks. Above a ship. An unexpected knock out during a quick visit to the CAM in Raleigh.
The painting. Breathtaking. Find her work about her Grandmother, put in an insane asylum that did inhumane testing.
The diversity, darkness, color and eroticism.
Came from nothing and did it all ... her way. With no aplogies. And somehow seems to have remained real and most importantly...kind. Trailblazer.
I can't look at his work and not smile. Laugh out loud, actually. The attitude he manages to capture! Brilliant.
There's a certain conviction here - a brazen, in your face, flat out THIS IS WHAT I BELIEVE - and they drive to work in it. Everyday. This inspires me in many ways.
Impeccable. This is his rendition of Carl Maria von Weber's opera Der Freischutz
I Believe in Angels exhibit. These make me believe.
Holy Hip Hop! Exhibit. Real. Beautiful.
Boxist
His work has movement that terrifies.
The Chaney Family as they depart for the burial of civil rights worker James Chaney, Meridan, Mississippi August 7, 1964. This little boy's face.
Light blue carpet. Creme de Menthes. Time for bed.
innocent. sinister. tragic. Unnerving. Carved from limewood, he studied with the master craftsmen of the Tyrol, famous for their religious art. You can feel that influence.
Torched metal on mesh. I happened upon her exhibit in Santa Clara, California one day. What a gift!