Saturday, August 14, 2010

Jean Ackerman

From my vaults:Jim Backus


Monika Rohanova

New York

(ph: Wilbur Sawyer)

First Lines: Michel Foucault - The Archæology of Knowledge

(ph: Paul Brady)

For many years now historians have preferred to turn their attention to long periods, as if, beneath the shifts and changes of political events, they were trying to reveal the stable, almost indestructible system of checks and balances, the irreversible processes, the constant readjustments, the underlying tendencies that gather force, and are then suddenly reversed after centuries of continuity, the movements of accumulation and slow saturation, the great silent, motionless bases that traditional history has covered with a thick layer of events.

Brooklyn Decker

New Stuff: Emilie Simon

Emilie Simon is another artist I've been collecting since her first album. This most recent one should include the songs she presented 2008 at her weekly New York concerts one of which I had the pleasure to see when we were visiting.

Who's That Girl?

Illustrator: C.J. Rollinus

Amy Lemons

ph: Patrick Demarchelier

New Stuff: The Wire

Friday, August 13, 2010

Vika Falileeva

From my vaults: J. Backius

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Jessica Marie

ph: Aitken Jolly

New York

Coney Island
(photo by me)

Fabiane Nunes

William S. Burroughs: The Cat Inside

August, 1984. James was downtown at Seventh and Massachusetts when he heard a cat mewling very loudly as if in pain. He went over to see what was wrong and the little black cat leapt into his arms. He brought it back to the house and when I started to open a tin of cat food the little beast jumped up onto the sideboard and rushed at the can. He ate himself out of shape, shit the litter box full, then shit on the rug. I have named him Fletch. He is all flash and glitter and charm, gluttony transmuted by innocence and beauty. Fletch, the little black foundling, is an exquisite, delicate animal with glistening black fur, a sleek black head like an otter's, slender and sinuous, with green eyes.
After two days in the house he jumped onto my bed and snuggled against me, purring and putting his paws up to my face. Fe is an unneutered male about six months old with splashes of white on his chest and stomach.
I kept Fletch in the house for five days lest he run away, and when we let him out he scuttled forty feet up a tree. The scene has a touch of Rousseau's Carnival Evening... a smoky moon, teenagers eating spun sugar, lights across the midway, a blast of circus music and Fletch is forty feet up and won't come down. Shall I call the fire department? Then Ruski goes up the tree and brings Fletch down.

Who's That Girl?

Illustrator: John Leech


Thursday, August 12, 2010

Justina Muralyte

From my vaults: Alisa Bachurina

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Agnieszka Wichniewicz

New York

Coney Island
(photo by me)

Seraina Kazamia

Natalia Vodianova

Cara Delevingne

ph: George Bamford

William S. Burroughs: The Cat Inside

Someone said that cats are the furthest animal from the human model. It depends upon what breed of humans you are referring to, and of course what cats. I find cats uncannily human on occasion.
In 1963 Ian Sommerville and I had just moved into the house at 4 calle Larachi in Tangier. Several cats assemble in the open door, slinking back and forth but afraid to come within reach. One white cat inches forward. I put out my hand. The cat arches his back, moving back and forth and purring under my hand as cats have done since the first cat was tamed.
The other cats growl and whine in protest: "Front-office brown nose!"

Bernice Ackerman

New Stuff: The New Yorker

(art: J. J. Sempe)

Who's That Girl?

Illustrator: Carlos Ramos

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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Anna Schilling

From my vaults: Burt Bacharach


Yulia Mizhuy

New Stuff: Hair Police

It took a while, before I found and got this noise classic, Hair Police's Obedience Cuts.

Jacquetta Wheeler

ph: Mario Testino

New York

Callen Wallace

First Lines: Albert Einstein - Relativity: The Special and General Theory

In your schooldays most of you who read this book made acquaintance with the noble building of Euclid's geometry, and you remember — perhaps with more respect than love — the magnificent structure, on the lofty staircase of which you were chased about for uncounted hours by conscientious teachers.

Who's That Girl?

Illustrator: Frank Godwin


Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Aleksandra 'Axel' Borowska

From my vaults: Barbara Bach


Lauren Brie Harding

ph: Mike Rosenthal

New York

via If Charlie Parker Was a Gunslinger, There'd Be a Whole Lot of Dead Copycats

Behati Prinsloo

First Lines: Charles Darwin - The Origin of Species by means of Natural Selection or the Preservation of Favoured Races in the Struggle for Life

When on board H.M.S. Beagle, as naturalist, I was much struck with certain facts in the distribution of the organic beings inhabiting South America, and in the geological relations of the present to the past inhabitants of that continent.

Tereza Janakova

Kate Moss irrégulière

Cathrine Nörgaard