Saturday 31 January 2009
Friday 30 January 2009
I don't want to be an accessory
a belt some shoes
a powder puff
a macaroon
old slippers
If I can't exist
in some normal yet exciting
fashion
let's part as friends
but here's a lesson
a recipe for happy
living
if you can't treat all the
people in your life in equal
portions
except for hidden leisure
I am not a person
for this life
let me free
I don't want to feel a necessity
for this discretion
or indiscretion
Thursday 29 January 2009
IN LIFE WE DON'T WANT TO SEE RATS BUT WE KNOW WE ARE SIX FOOT AWAY FROM ONE
I WANT FRED ASTAIRE AND GINGER ROGERS
IF YOU CAN'T GIVE A LOVE STORY AT LEAST PRETEND
JUST FOR ME
SALLY GREENE Chief Executive, of the OLD VIC THEATRE
Sally Greene a brilliant hostess and woman behind the Old Vic Theatre, gave us the most interesting evening tonight, Kevin Spacey spoke passionately about the education of children and how important theatre was for them, Richard Dreyfuss too, THE CAST OF COMPLICIT,is on now in the THEATRE with Elizabeth Mcgovern and David Suchet, directed by Kevin Spacey, Written by Joe Sutton, I am hopefully able to see it next week between the Whitechapel Chapel Gallery and the Tate.
Virginie MOUZAT's UNE FEMME SANS QUALITEES
Have been reading this book, recommended by a great friend... Virginie starts off so well, that a dictionary is not an irritant, and you can't help but like her, and you want to continue to do so .. Her wit is unsurpassed especially in the opening. She does something amazing for women,this certain type of angry, beautiful Ice Queen, but I personally don't really want to be this type of woman or this angry. Instead they are females I admire at a distance. You feel close to her with this distance. You can almost touch her, but she might bite... Virginie is a very clever woman with discreet elegance, however she would be irritated by me as I am far too joyful. Whatever happens you should read the first eight pages...I managed to read the whole thing although I speak little or no French.
KATE DOUGLAS YOGA TEACHER +447961515507
My lovely Yoga Teacher Kate turns up every Tuesday and Thursday to give me a spiritual lift... Of course I don't listen to her, breaking every rule, by chatting and avoiding any form of movement, I can.. I bring up a myriad of conversations, so that the Pigeon pose can be avoided at all costs... As for Feather of the Peacock Pose don't get me started... However, I look and feel better for having seen her. Ring her and try to get an appointment, as she is a very busy girl.
Wednesday 28 January 2009
a black day
There is not a day
that goes by that I
don't think about you
and every time I walk
down a street
I look for you
Even though you are
in another world
It is painful and alluring
I am not getting out of
bed until my sheets are
black. I look for you
but you can't be here
but just so you know
I will wait on some street
corner and one day you
will be there.
TALONS TO TALK ABOUT SOPHY ROBSON NAILS +447904256707
My favourite ART PIECE, given to me by Tracey Emin, Matt Collishaw, Polly Morgan and Paul Fryer, for staying with me in St Tropez.2007, Maison du Cap.
- The Fabulous Mat Collishaw, artist supreme, charimatic, chearful, and incredibly sexy. A drink of toxic elixier....He is doing a show in ROME with ANGELS and ultra violet light,
- 4th February for further details matcollishaw@blueyonder.co.uk.
Tuesday 27 January 2009
DAVOS
Davos, for four days, becomes the home for Political and Economic meetings. Now, obviously with less Business People, as some have got sacked. It has become a wonderful place to shmooze with World Leaders, Politicians, Economic Specialists, and Greenies. As they perform in relaxed informal surroundings of this conference town, you see them in a different and more impressive light. If it wasn't for the interesting people, the town has little to recommend it... Hotels are uncomfortable, and the food inedible.... however I do secretly miss going, it used to make me feel worthy, for a second, all that talk about pollution and the Third World.
Like a cat I put
cream on my skin
I imagine cutting
it and pulling
out strings of orchids
Out one by one
for happy words said
to me
under bare light bulbs
I remember the happy
times I had before I
found the green leaves
growing over me
in pink gardens
of apple blossom
I imagine
smelling you
and sewing sweet nothings
into my skin so I don't
forget the few moments
I had with you....
I was reminded today of a
comment
my Mother made,
why would any man give up
anything for you....
She has since died but the memory
of her words haunt me everyday
as I saw a car in your drive
saw letters in your drawer
a credit card, words...
usually a picture goes up or
down but why would any man
give up these things for me....
Saturday 24 January 2009
CLOAK AND DAGGER BUTTERFLY, UK OPENING
The photograph was sent from my Snowden, of Ivor Braka, the great art dealer, Jerry Hall, stunning model, Piggy in the Middle and Nancy Dell'Olio, My hairdresser makes me look more and more like Mozart every day... the love of my life Snowden Hill.
Now in Marrakech, dreaming of a villa here, where it only rains 16 days a year, and I can imagine living in 500 BC. Returning to the land of fantasy, water sellers in red with time etched on their faces, men in medieval hoodies, cloaks to the floor, the food stalls, the carpets, the hash, acrobats, musicians, singing five notes, mint tea brewed, the story tellers, the goats, monkeys, horse and carts. There is so much to see that I am dizzy. Last night had a hammam at the luxurious Amanjena, a gated palace, which offers you Walt Disney Morocco, just as I like it, white fluffy towels, minute swimming pools at the end of your garden, circular rooms with fireplaces, birds that talk and eat with you at breakfast. It is one of my favourite havens in the world, and I have come to sleep...I can't stay in the souk too long, get exhausted.
Tuesday 20 January 2009
SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE
Danny Boyle should definitely be kissed to death for his brilliant film.. Had to see it twice, and being a huge fan of India, Bombay in particular, understood and appreciated his view of it. I am not sure it is a happy film, and as I am of a nervous disposition, thought I was in a washing machine, guessing what dreadful thing was going to happen next, and usually, sadly, I was right. Having been to India many times, staying with my good friends Minal and Lalit Modi, this film made me wish I was there again, giving ten dollars through cracks in the windows of a car, to pretty dirty little things. Like everyone I always wish for less poverty, less cruelty, but there is an addictive element in this film, and it is compelling viewing from start to finish even though I had my eyes covered. I am now fascinated too with cricket, who is the best, and who are the three musketeers?. A love story set against mastermind doesn't normally do it for me. Who however could resist these adorable children, and who better to win Oscars...
Monday 19 January 2009
Sunday 18 January 2009
Tierney Gearon and Marc Quinn Last Week and The Bombay Brasserie
Tierney Gearon is showing her work at the bright white space of Phillips de Pury in Howick Place, London. Her photographs of double exposures are fun and although deliberate have a feeling of chance, a bear with a nude, some bright balloons, a photograph with her mother with an old man, an elephant with a nude, a tied up horse with a nude and so on until you are dizzy.. Tierney is an intelligent woman with a childlike character and she skips as she talks. Full of enthusiasm and encouragement she says you can like Digital photography too. If you have a few minutes free go and see it or if in Los Angeles she is doing a show on the 18th February 2009 at Ace Gallery. See this Pixie Tearney fabulous in her floral dress and jaunty cap. After visiting her I went to Marc Quinn's Studio, full of huge orchids in glorious colours, reds and purples and I shall dream of owning a skeletan that he has done sitting holding Orchids.. You can always ring up White Cube and beg them for a piece if you are feeling rich. He and his wife gave a great dinner for Tierney which I went to. In between I was lucky to be invited to Geordie Greig, Tatler, for a delicious New Years Dinner at The Bombay Brasserie in Earls Court.. All newly done and with the latest society girls all looked fun and dandy in the middle of January.
Every time somebody says something
I think the opposite
When they say green I say red
I will not put myself into situations
that I don't like again, I have to be
free, to run with rain,
in my hair, to slip my hands in
glass, to cut my fingers, and bleeding
Past pain,
never again will I do as they want
as I am different just as whim
As he left the other day he said
Now I go back to my reality
but what you are doing is what you
are doing..
I am lucky as I put my hands in
glass and the skin rips...
it rips for me it is my choice.
The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, Interview at the BFI in London, 18th January 2009
As all love stories die, David Fincher thought a 74 year old and a baby would be a beautiful way to end a love story. It would also be technically astonishing.
Brad Pitt was offered the part of Benjamin and wanted to play all aspects of his life, he was not keen to split the part, and so by using makeup, which can only do so much, and using stunt techniques (they do this by using different actors and replacing their heads) ... Video Game techniques were put to use...
David was born in Denver Colerado, naturally artistic. As a young boy, he watched Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, noticing and loving the idea that films don't happen in real time; followed by American Graffitti and Star Wars; whilst his sister was doing voice overs on Sesame Street..
No film School, was of interest, he liked earning money on special effects and this was more alluring. He also felt that he didn't like to earn money on productions he didn't own.
However he grew up in a world where everyone took film classes and everyone made films of pop music, if they were bad, they just blamed the artist. It was fun.
After about 10 years Hollywood started to take notice, they pretend not to, as they don't want to enable those who are not dedicated to their cause. He was naive, he didn't understand that financiers were people who did not want to make movies of a good standard.
He learnt to be a tricky creature, but also in creating white noise tantrums, nobody listened.
David hates Alien 111 however he said there is no better place to fail upwards, afterwards he knew he would be given the opportunity to do one more film, his agent suggested Seven. He was asked by New Line to keep to what the studio wanted, and afterwards he could do what he liked with it. He agreed, he shot in the dark....
David is witty with lively hand movements and a jaunty v shaped beard, spouting ' You don't need to see everything to unlock the Pandora's box of imagination'. Now you see so much graphic stuff, too much, do you really need to see a head in a box?
Luckily in Hollywood you usually get more than one chance, as regularly people get fired, so..
Sound is amazing in films. He feels with access to incredible composers it is responsible to use the opportunity well. Benjamin was kicking around for a long time, a difficult but compelling story by Scott Fitzgerald. David wanted to create Benjamin's world by using all aspects, from actors until the forget who and where they are.
Loving digital for it's ability to be quick, cheap and needing a small crew, he is able to check as everybody else can on the set, for any mistakes, an eyelash missing, bad makeup, and quickly change it. Of course the colour isn't as good.
Every time he does a film, he feels he has to promise something new, in this case it was Time, time on peoples faces, is a fascinating process, so David spent the production money to support the story.
He will now be sleeping for three months he is tired.
Sunday 11 January 2009
Thursday 8 January 2009
VICTORIA BECKHAM MAKES BEAUTIFUL CLOTHES.... SHE MANAGED TO MAKE ME A BOMB.
we want, all for?
what do we expect from it?
does being busy mean
successful?
the two don't always go
together
hardwork can,
inspiration can
pay off.
Wednesday 7 January 2009
Can I judge the
best day of my life
I often wonder if I will
know that
it is today and today I did
A breakfast of sun
with bacon
and eggs
Some close friends
a meaningful look
the softness of skin
a conversation that
I am the only person
able to understand
the shared success
the sharp breath
the
lightness
heat and the curled
blonde hair loosely
tied behind my ears
make me the happiest
girl alive today
Monday 5 January 2009
Truth truth lies truth
I want to feel real things
and also fake
the truth within us, however
crazy, is the only way to
go..
dreams are dreams
I live by
truth, my truth, and that
alone
I never want to feel the
emptiness of another persons
life
to be normal or be
the same
the realization that we
are special and yet we are not
to compete is shallow activity
and yet it is not
we must live within its boundaries
and if we say it enough it
becomes our truth
Sunday 4 January 2009
My email address is aeratbag@aol.com
amandaeliasch.com is the website
poem on the 4th January 2009
Lonely cold the water
desireth me not
the outside closed
to adventure
the fear of snakes
and drugs and loaded
guns
fast women
with tattoos
Windy and wet
I stay at home watching
TCM from the
comfort of my bed
dreaming of the day we
met
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