Saturday, October 1, 2011


If I may, if i might, darkle bright for you tonight...
here is my latest illustration entitled

now on sale exclusively at the wonderful

F&F is a unique online store based in Brooklyn NYC which houses a beautiful selection of womenswear designers and artists prints. In the gallery you can also SHOP ART with works by friends Marie Molterer and Phil Smiley. Be sure to check them out.

As for Mine, this drawing is available as a limited edition of 10...
and with one down, there are 9 more to go!

Big thanks Aurelia & Alicia x

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Mine at The Big Fashion Sale in Sydney

The i (heart) secret suit and other gems await at the BIG fashion sale this very weekend! One for my antipodeans...

Sunday, July 31, 2011

I wish...

... i could go for a shopping trip in my dream last night. Just tried to do some sketches to remember, but there were elements of a new collection in there. Was a beautiful dream... i could fly and i was recording the golden hour, panning the countryside with my camera eyes, tracing architecture from the primitive to the now on a long windy horizon line, grass thatched huts to sky scrapers. Was nuts. This futurism you speak of, well I wish they made a gadget to record your dreams. The dresses were futurist folk, some quite couture and sculpted, others more loose and voluminous with elaborate embroidery in panels and cut-out shapes forming patterns on the skin. It wouldn't be the first time I've dreamed about clothes then used it as inspiration for a collection. 'I gave my love a papercut' began as a dream.

Until they invent a contraption to permeate our dreams and document them ( stranger things have happened, the Jetsons was not that far off huh? ) this blog entry will remain without pictures, just fading imagery that pop back to haunt me, in a nice way... x

Thursday, July 14, 2011

The palace for tuna

On a recent holiday to Venice, to feast on art and pesce, our friend Guize suggested we go to the Palazzo Fortuny. I imagined a palace like a huge fish tank with glass sealed windows and doors, every level filled with water and tuna swimming freely. Not so…

Unfor’tuna’tely when we got there the gothic palazzo was hiding behind scaffolding... but it was a welcome change from the predominantly white gallery walls of the Bienalle. Once inside, the mix of elegance and decay makes you feel like your privy to a private world. It invites you to explore someone else's treasures, and shows how their work is inspired by the Things they surround themselves with. This is what i think was clever about this exhibition entitled 'TRA' (art spelt backwards) the 'Edge of Becoming'.

The show is in homage to the palazzo's namesake, Mariano Fortuny, who was quite the renaissance man. Painter, photographer & inventor, fashion, textile and lighting designer, the theatrical element of his creations also informs the selection of other artists and the palace offers a stage. Combining work of both the unknown and the revered... the scope is boundless, with art objects guesstimated to have been made centuries BC, mixed with modern day light works that defy your sense of perspective like James Turrels 'Red Shift'.

my little scarecrow amongst the zen by Pascale Marthine Tayou

Wassily Kandinsky does primitivo 1940

Many of the walls were covered with Fortuny's printed textiles hung elegantly from the ceiling in ocean blues and teal greens that moved slightly with the wind, and I got the feeling of
being underwater... for a second.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011


Craft or fine heART... Izzy wears one of the printed tee's i designed for Hoxton Boutique's inhouse label HOBO. This series was made mention of in Timeout Magazine just a while ago. Missed a few heart beats till I posted, but woop there it is xxx

Saturday, March 19, 2011

I once had a girl, or should I say, she once had me…

My flatmate Marie was humming Norwegian Wood by the beatles the other day and I asked her if she had seen the film yet. I’d been humming the same in anticipation of seeing director Anh Hung Tran’s adaptation of the book by Haruki Murakami… and for pure aestheticism it did not disappoint. Having not read the book, I did not have the comparisons to the novel running through my head whilst watching. Instead this film for me was about the colours, nature playing the most important part.

The story is a melancholic tale of young love and teenage suicide. Toru, who has lost his best friend, and Naoko, her childhood sweetheart, are united by their mutual loss and a confusing bond is formed. For him it is his first love, for her it is more the need to be loved. She freaks out and heads for the hills, whilst he is left in Tokyo in wanting, and from this entanglement the plot develops. Everything seems so unreal that it makes perfect sense for the film to adapt a dreamlike quality, and the scenery is awe inspiring.

When there is little dialogue, the wind whispers & blows, tugging at their clothes and hair, and rushing through the tall grass, trees sway, leaves rustle and crunch under toe, snow falls, shadows roll & water trickles. When there is a stillness between the characters, their emotions are personified by the elements & mother nature is scripted in to make some noise. Else Jonny Greenwood does an amazing job of the scoring too.

Aside from the wonder of nature, the styling of interiors is also stunning, colours merging from outside to in. Creating some drama to a scene, a curtain blows inside it’s window frame as the boy walks down his dormitory corridor, the rain is so loud you can sense an open door, and you almost feel the sun. Lemon is the light shining through the windows and jumping off glass objects in the room, sky blue her knitted hat, peach are the blossoms embroidered onto her cushion before young lovers lay on the carpet, and green, so much green.

If I were to talk about the fashion in this feature film, it would be about pristinely placed pastel knits, pointed collars and polo necks for boys, peter pan for girls & neatly matched skirts, lumber jackets in the wintry woods paired with hand knitted scarves, fabric patterns mimicking their almost garish decorative wallpapers.

For me, this film is more about the fashioning of the light, brilliant reflections and languid shadows. Even a plastic bowl has a heightened sense of beauty… like a Wolfgang Tillmans still life elevating the everyday, the placement of objects within the frame as well as their colour in relation to the characters outfits is very deliberate.

One of my favourite films ever is “In the Mood for love” directed by Wong Kar-Wai. The person tying these two films together is cinematographer Mark Ping Bin Lee. Carefully choreographed, the camera moves with the characters like a slow motion dance of longing looks and inhibited gestures between two characters drawn to eachother… yet not able to allow themselves to just fall in love. Meanwhile, their respective partners… their infidels… remain faceless, the only hint of them you get is his hand putting down the phone on the receiver, or the swish of her skirt passing by a tiled corridor.

Again, in this film the elements play a big part, and nature creeps in at any opportunity. There is a constant merging of the inside and outside, the camera breaking these boundaries by clever framing of scenes weaving in and out through doors and windows. In this image below, a vine creeps through Su’s open window, her daffodil print dress and floral curtains creating a carefully styled synergy with the nature knocking at her door.

Cheating hearts or cheated by the loss of a loved one, both movies swing between the melancholic and the magical, are stunning visually and have beautiful soundtracks. This speil is almost as epic as these films, so I’m going to wrap this blog up with a musical scoring from ‘In the mood for love’ by Shigeru Umebayashi called ‘Yumeji’s theme’...

...and meanwhile I will go back to humming norwegian wood


Friday, March 4, 2011

Nouveau Mine x

Limited edition but not out of reach... a small selection of
"The Tear Drop Story" is featured online at

If you wish to make one of these MINE and cannot find the style you like on the web store, please contact me here

Styling by Milena Silvano, photography by Poppy French
& modelled by Christina xxx