raced to see the september issue this weekend and adored it! didn't expect the amazing grace coddington, vogue's creative director who dazzles with her genius eye and creativity. she left me breathless!
Thursday, September 17, 2009
last night, at my mother's urging (and we know moms are always right), i went to a lecture by dr. jean clottes, a charming, erudite frenchman who's an expert in rock art. no, not art for rock n' roll, but prehistoric drawings found in the caves at chauvet. they are the earliest known cave paintings and date back an estimated 32,000 years ago. looking at the slides during the lecture, i couldn't help thinking of marc chagall's drawings. they are so similar (and sophisticated), yet chagall couldn't have seen the chauvet drawings, because they weren't discovered until 1994. wow!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
this can never do justice to monet's breathtaking, large-as-life canvases ("les nympheas") that hang at the musee de'orangerie in paris. (when i saw then during my visit to paris in may, they literally moved me to tears.) so, how thrilled i was to read that the musuem of modern art in new york just opened a smaller, gem of a show of waterlillies, including this large one. well, when i heard that, i raced into nyc to see them with my sweet friend clare. if you're ever in manhattan or paris (even better) go see these.
Friday, September 11, 2009
all right you glamoristas, i've been reading that blue nail polish is the new deep purple, which is to say the new black, the new de rigeur. i admit it: i'm on the fence on this one. the ladies i see sporting blue polish are all under 12. or 18-year-old models in fashion mags (looking divine). then again, if you're an 18-year-old model you can wear gardening gloves and a tutu and look amazing. would you/will you/are you wearing blue this season? if not, what's the color you're sporting this fall?
Thursday, September 10, 2009
about a year ago a friend made the most delicious peach cake and gave me the recipe. i finally gave it a try over the weekend, and am so glad i did! it's the most perfect cake.
1 1/2 sticks butter
1 1/2 cups sugar
1 1/2 cups flour
1 1/2 tsp baking powder
1 tsp vanilla or grated lemon rind
some canned peaches, sugar and cinnamon
put butter and sugar into a food processor and mix for 1-2 minutes. add eggs and process 1 minute. add flour, salt , baking powder and vanilla, and process until well mixed. Pour batter into spring form pan. place canned peach slices on top (they will sink into batter, but that's fine. you can also substitute apricots). Sprinkle with sugar and cinnamon. Bake at 350 degrees for about an hour (when toothpick comes out clean, the cake's done). great for dessert, but even better for breakfast with a cup of coffee. (and how bad can the day be if it begins with cake?)
not the most riveting topic to many, i realize, but i need to vent. last night i attended my first open house at my son's new school, and during her classroom welcome speech, his teacher kept mixing up good v. well. (the worst: "it worked out good.") with each slip up, i felt my heart break a little more. as parents, we hope our children will be well served at school. we want them to be equipped with the kind of education necessary to open doors and attain dreams. most of this comes from home, i realize, but when a first-grade teacher doesn't know the difference between an adverb and an adjective, it's crushing. i have heard how "good" our school district is in our fancy connecticut suburb, but i wonder if it's a case of the emperor's new clothes: do others notice? if so, are they too scared or reticent to speak up? i don't want to be the angry, difficult mom, but i want to know my child is not listening to "that worked out good" all day long. (another peeve: "how are you?" "good.") i feel guilty i can't afford to give my sons a better education at the local private school ($29,000 a year). would you say something to the teacher? the principal? thanks for listening...next post will be cheerful. promise!
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
this summer my husband succumbed to the ad pitches for hanging tomato plants after he heard they would produce a guaranteed 22 pounds of tomatoes. he hung the plant in a sunny patch, watered it, did a little dance to the tomato gods, and dreamed of BLTs, caprese salads, and home-made pasta sauce but...this is the first, and ONLY, tomato the hanging plant has given us. on the bright side, it was delicious!
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
in less than 48 hours my oldest son will board a school bus for the first time and head off to elementary school. this is a mind-blowing quantum leap because i was nursing him and changing diapers just last week. still, this traditional ride into fall brings opportunity for fresh beginnings: new backpacks, scribble-free notebooks, an updated list of personal goals, some new clothes. as much as i want time to slow down, i love the seasons' insistent reminders (fall leaves, spring shoots) that years pass and we'd better get on with the business at hand: sharpen those pencils. learn to cook that great autumn meal you once tried a fancy restaurant. wear a new sweater. hop on the bus. and embrace the ones you love -- and the next adventure.