Berthe Morisot's Autoportrait, 1885 - Morisot is something elsein the best possible reading of that phrase. Here's just one reason why, so I don't ramble: "Je ne crois pas qu'il y ait jamais un homme traitant une femme d'égale à égal et c'est tout ce que j'aurais demandé car je sais que je les vaux." - her diary
Roughly (I've not done translations in awhile): "I don't believe there's ever been a man who treats a woman as his equal and it's all that I will have asked for, because I know I'm worth them all."
She's so assertive and regal here. That gaze, that posture.
Stills from Albert Lamorisse's Le ballon rouge, 1956 - I saw this in French class in middle school, it remains in my arsenal of smile-inducing media... and let's just be honest here, same goes for most any bebe animal photo blog.
Odilon Redon's Pandora, 1910/1912 National Gallery of Art, Washington D.C. - Yesterday I visited D.C. for the first time. I have wanted to visit Smithsonian collections since childhood, charmed by my imagination's view of the museums: quiet, secluded turn-of-the century neighborhood with lots and lots of trees and benches and museums arranged like puzzle pieces Certainly not the reality of the Mall, but I was not let down by the collections!
I start my MA Art History program next week, it's a good time for some updates!
I will never tire of Jean-Luc Godard's Une femme est une femme - it's an improvisational experiment (a detailed treatment instead of script), witty, the "story" revolves around a one female/two male ménage à trois (always fascinating), it has a playful and jarring soundtrack at once, it's beyond meta, and the palette is deliciously Pop. A "nonmusical" musical. This morning, I was so pleased to read Mike D'Angelo's latest Scenic Routes essay about one of the stand out scenes from A Woman is a Woman. I also love this column (read his Children of Men piece - it's fantastic).
Paris + Sofia Coppola + Bardot's "Moi, Je Joue" = a blissful feeling that renders tolerable a fragrance ad - I am getting back into this, "I've meant to" for months. Although the Internet feels permanent by absolutely no measure, putting everything in one place makes more sense than tons of tiny lists filling my wallet / cluttering my sad bedroom. Plus, I obsessively collect images, physical or digital - because digital exists at no cost to me, donc, blog it is!