Saturday, 28 June 2014


Flying to New York for one and a half days is a natural killer. I packed so much in from seeing Larry Clark's fucked up, charming, erotic, vulgar photographs of humans making love like sardines in a can. Oily and smelly. You could feel everything at Luhring Augustine, the brave gallery to take on his work. Larry is charming and I was happy to spend some moments with him before Pablo Ganguli's, Liberatum event at the W Hotel about social media. Larry's memory is excellent and he remembers the smallest details, a breakfast we had together with the gallery owner Simon Lee, where I promised to ring him and did not.
Still attractive, if not brittle Larry can shake the world we live in. You understand AIDS from his work, you understand greed and the lascivious behaviour of the 1970's. You understand why the world has gone so wrong, and yet not.
I also had time to visit another show, Shameless at the Unix Gallery, by Eugenio Merino, which showed the evil world leaders in incubators, alive yet dead in the freezing tombs of a Coca Cola freezer. Upright and slightly bowed the immaculate leaders were as untouchable in death as in life.
Well worth a visit. Some alien masks were at the back of the gallery attached to skulls. I loved both shows.


I squeezed in an opportunity to visit my favourite salon in New York, John Barrett. I love his staff, excellent and humorous, I came out of there looking very glamorous, having had my hair curled by Serena and make up done by Kiki and Marco, using the brilliant products of Tom Ford.
I then did some shopping in Barneys where I fell in love with surprisingly cool Ungaro dresses. They looked like couture dresses, beautifully made with unusual shapes. The designer, Fausto Puglisi, knows how to sculpt a woman, and if he is good enough for Madonna, who dresses beautifully then he is definitely good enough for me.

My sons have flown from the nest and that is both wonderful and painful in one glorious moment. Painful because I no longer see them as much, children need to see their parents on their own terms it seems. I find I am there for them, but rarely needed, which is good. They know what they want and are not insecure. Of course it leaves a gap in my life. My whole existence is questioned, I am not depressed or sad about it, but as a normal woman, I sit and think, what shall I do now? I have many interests, and will write a new play. I will fill my life with yoga, thought, writing, art and fashion, and when the boys have time see them. However, the real things in life are family and closeness of that web, it took me a long time to see it. Too long. I was so happy yesterday as I left Heathrow airport to find my youngest picking me up in my car. It is like his first day of school. It made me proud.

Thursday, 26 June 2014

SOCIAL MEDIA IS HERE TO STAY, in what way, it is up to you? Can we hold hands too?

In New York everything is happening. I am staying at the W Hotel, Lexington Avenue, where the Lobby is buzzing with business men and women squeezing into tight dresses and slightly tipsy. It has the reputation of the being 'the place to be'. God I sound like a snob, but let's be honest. First of all I was given a room with a wall up against the window so you could not see out, then the very kind porter said "Ask for another room" and I got views of the Lexington Avenue. So when booking beg for a view.  W Hotels have the correct ideas though,  and have joined partners with Liberatum to give it a more intellectual bang up to date feel. They are right. Everything that Pablo touches gives a place a little more edge.
I am here to listen to a discussion about Social Media.  I love it. I spend hours on it, there is something about sharing your life and seeing the lives of others that appeals to me. I am naturally inquisitive. You can now of course download your film to it, have a fan base, be your own PR and have celebrity without so much as leaving your bedroom. Best of all Francesca Carrozzini said you could "Lie and create a complete illusion about who you really are"
I am actually blatantly honest with it. I have made friends on Facebook that have become very real. I met Pablo through Myspace and an article in Tatler.  I have met so many people and social media has enriched my life.I have friends who love the opera, people, The Kadashians, fashion and so on.  It is in my opinion  here to stay. Of course paper is great but forests are destroyed, and  as a supporter of the Woodland Trust, trees are more important than the lust for a 'paper feel'. It is though over used as I said last week in my article, and we are not living in the present. We are always multi tasking which cannot "give us a cuddle"
I actually argue with my journalistic friends that papers and magazines will not exist in 20 years time. N'or will books in fifty, the kindle is here to stay. I am a fully fledged enthusiast and I have never read more or been better informed. I am also about to put my books on line.
Last night, In a conference room,  the excitement believe it or not was felt in a room packed with social media enthusiasts set up  by the intuitive Pablo Ganguli from  Liberatum Culture. The room was packed with the youth of today.
THE PANEL chaired  by Glenn O'Brien from Interview Magazine.

Scout Willis, (daughter of Bruce Willis and Demi Moore) whose striking face was more noticeable than her nipples, Glenn O'Brien from Interview magazine, The "style" man of New York for GQ, Larry Clark, a forceful artist, who rocks the world with his infamous work of nude men making love, Valentine Uhovski a Fashion Evangelist from Tumblr. (I suppose the new word for Fashion Editor), Francesco Carrazzini was light hearted and charming, is the son of Italian Vogue editor Franca Sozzani, he is a photographer for L'uomo Vogue and Shala Monroque who has fans everywhere it seems, between Miuccia Prada and Larry Gagosian, and "The chair" Mr O'Brian said that she was very nice. Famous for her blog, it seems bloggers are becoming equally popular to magazines as I once predicted they would.  So here in front of us, this powerful gang spoke.

I do not care about nipples or no nipples, my mother burnt her bra in the 1970's and I kept it firmly one. But in a way Scout had a valid point, she was removed from Instagram, and  the office of Instagram, apparently did not like was nudity.  Actually the debate should have grown. The point was not that she was the child of famous parents but that she was an artist in her own right. I think that is what she is fighting for?
On another note, we saved in social media, a woman from being stoned in Iran, unfortunately she was later hung. There is much awareness to the depraved behaviour towards women on social media. I signed a petition this week for girls who had been raped in India who had later been hung. Two weeks ago was another petition to bring back the school girls who were kidnapped. Much good is done, and I suspect that Scout was aiming for freedom for women to do as she wished in the name of art. She can, do as she pleases, but on her own blog. That can be censored too, but it is her blog.  However my view is this, I do not see any men in the nude on Instagram, so you can choose where you wish to look?

Larry Clark, outrageous artist, and with a very controversial show on at the moment, at Luhring Augustine, said he did not give a damn about social media.  Although, he had downloaded his film on it, cut out the middle man and sold it. (I want to do the same with my film "The gun the cake and the butterfly" and if it is not sold properly with cash in hand by September I shall).
He felt that you could be your own PR, your own sales man and it was incredible. At least he got money and 8,000 viewers (which are not millions but still a lot of people in a room. But that social media was not for his generation and that he did not give a damn about it, he clearly though had used it?. After seeing his exhibition today in New York. Nothing, not even nipples could shock Larry. His work is so alluring you can't stop looking at it, you want to know the stories behind the photographs.
So I am surprised that he is not struck off?. Perhaps he is careful where he teases the public with his collections?.
The idea that was not addressed was that you can buy people (followers)  on the internet which I think is a big cheat. For ten pounds you can buy 20,000 viewers. So many people I know have done this. They lie like crazy but  I like honesty and I like to know the people who are fans. I think this ruins the whole idea of who actually knows about you, and who does not? After all I am not impressed that 20,000 robots could have access to my inner soul?

Francesco Carrozzini felt that he wanted to return to art, but that as a commercial photographer the social media platform gave him an opportunity to show his work and advertise it. He has just made a film with his mother Franca. With poignant moments it  apparently moves you. That he said  it was his greatest achievement. It is his story of his relationship with her. I can't wait to see it. I love documentaries, I love the rawness of feeling. There is nothing on this planet stronger than the bond between mother and son.  His mother definitely, as an up to date woman, uses social media all the time.
The film should be fireworks in the fashion world. Congratulations on his efforts.

Valentine Uhovski from Tumblr was given only a little chance to speak but he said the network was incredible because it had the greatest freedom of the lot and that it offered to help people with real problems. I used it last night and I could see why. It has ease. I liked it and definitely Scout is a huge fan.
Art for me is not about money, if  I think about it. I may only have one fan in the room, but it is worth doing because of that. I have never made money at it.


The whole point is that you don't have to use social media, you can stay in the dark ages, but in doing so you miss out a whole lot of things. There are haters of course, but there are enthusiasts too, and the only horrible comments I have ever had were from The Daily Mail. So I shall continue to use it as if it were my newspaper. It is democratic, it is informative and it is here to stay. The only thing I wish for, is that when I am with somebody, a human being,  I would like to have a conversation without the use of a telephone? Live in the present, not the future or some third world in the air?

Well done Liberatum for celebrating this wonderful medium.

On another note a mention should be given to the art in the foyer of the W Hotel curated by Tomas Auksas. All from social media,  it showed what could be done with snap shot photography.  Twenty years ago Franca Sozzani made me take photographs for a book, British Artists at work. In the same snapshot way these told a story.  She said it would not age, she was right. The book still looks good.

The exhibition is up for a month for all to see.

Monday, 23 June 2014


I have so many good memories of travel and exploration. I like to put myself in tricky situations and see new and developing worlds.  I am not alone. Every time I see the wonderful film director Stephen Frears he says to me "When is Pablo Ganguli going to organise another week end of cultural explosion" Where people meet and discuss many ideas?. I have now been lucky enough to go to quite a few of his week ends of culture, where art meets fashion, poetry meets photography, film meets a shoe or hat designer. A mish mash of celebs, socialites, glamorous blondes, artists, musicians and film directors, thinkers, witches, and intellectuals. Pablo has talent with a big T. Not always easy to deal with, people of his nature cannot be. They are perfectionists. He has ideas, big ideas that are genius and ballsy. He thinks in a large bubble. He talks to me on Skype his face speaking from a tab and distant land. The new modern world of crazy mass communication. Let's face it nobody is far from an iPad or computer these days. Pablo and Tomas Auksas have put together a vibrant pop up photographic show,  watching what celebrity is capable of in New York, with telephones and new technology. To be shown at the W Hotel Lexington Avenue for four weeks from 26th June 2014.
It is nearly impossible to think of original ideas for art shows, as everything has been done, but Liberatum, thinks out of the box, giving chances to new artists and supporting the old. 
Michael Nyman with Amanda Eliasch

Another  thinker in this realm is Susan Johnstone who runs The New Media Film Festival in Los Angeles. However her creations are shown in one place. Pablo is global, From the Red Square to the Bosphorus, From Sunset Boulevard  to Times Square, from the heat of New Delhi to the coolness of Berlin, many of us have free loaded at his week ends, where we can explore our deeper soul. I shall not forget  Istancool 2011 where I entered flustered from an aeroplane, into the traffic and smog of Istanbul,  just to listen to Sam Taylor Wood, my favourite French Poet Sophie Call and Michael Stipe. Think about it,  in life where are their cooler events?. Of course any old PR company can put together people, but only a few people can create magic with impact.
So my congratulations to Pablo Ganguli from Liberatum; Marina Cicogna from Rome; Julia Peyton Jones from the Septentine Gallery;Hans Ulrich Obrist; Charles Finch and Marco Mueller who have this rare quality of mixing interesting people in a boiling cauldron of thought. Julia Peyton Jones is hosting the Marina Abramovich Show, and the others work speaks for itself. Amanda Nevill who is head of the British Film Institute. All of whom have made my life a little more exciting and encouraged me to think, here is a moment of written gratitude.

Saturday, 21 June 2014

Wednesday, 18 June 2014

FROM MY UNCLE.. words of advice for old age.

This bloody old age thing is something for which nobody ever gives you instruction .There is solace in a wonderful family , which is what I anticipated having, but neither you or I have that advantage.You have to muster the courage to face the decay of the body and compensate by using the mind as long as one has one .Besides you have the Boys!

I know you must have urbanity, but fix on a new identity, invent a new password for life and stick to it with all the determination possible. Fate is not an evil but it creeps up on you like a rat. It's futile to imagine that the final half of existence is going to be picnic in Eden.
Keep your house in CW or consider a smaller more convenient/adaptable setup .Our place here is a geriatric gymnasium . All the baths have gone and showers, which I have always disliked,  are sprinkling everywhere. The humiliations that are inevitable can be muted by planning .
 But the essential message everyone has to take on board is make a plan  [which is never going to be seamless or perfect]  have a glass of champagne and STICK TO the plan.
Stumbling along on Sunset isnt too different from tottering around Park Lane!!  The problems will be identical-just a matter of geography has to be decided. Why not keep modest workable footholds in both? I am certain that if you sustain a workable plan and refrain from continually changing your mind, the emotional and financial stress will abate .Dont always be seeking other voices and other rooms .


Saturday, 14 June 2014


I woke up the other day, I discovered why I suffer from depression, you won't believe it but I learnt it from of course Shakespeare. "There is nothing good or bad, but thinking makes us think it so" Hamlet.
Well, that explained everything. Clearly, for a supposed ditzy blonde I think too much.
I also learnt the masculine and feminine of blonde, male is blond and female blonde. Well I am glad I have always used the latter.

I also learnt to understand cricket this week, well just enough not to be thought to be a total fool. I notice it copies the circle of life. I always liked the sound of cricket, and was very good at rounders at school. Just decided that while in Battersea park, I would ask some eight year olds what it was all about. They told me in great detail.
Later that night I went to Marina Abramovic's show at the Serpentine, which was mind blowing whether you loved it or hated it, most people followed like sheep and talked in whispers. It  has got most of the press talking. There were so many differing opinions. I luckily did not have to queue as I might have shot myself. There were at least 150 people ahead of me on the opening night. The only thing to do is to become a sponsor of the Serpentine Gallery, which I suggest you all do. Rushka Bergman and I swiftly entered with our hands stamped, our mobiles confiscated, selfles were out and no talking. A tricky combination for everybody nowadays, who are passionate about social media, however this was social media at its best.We entered the gallery which felt like church. I stood around and saw Marina's hand placed on a mans shoulder. At that moment a person came up to me and took me to another room and placed me in a corner. I hate being in the corner. I immediately wanted to have tourettes and giggled nervously. I wanted to scream. In church I am very good, I sing. Here I felt like a naughty school girl, and was dying to scream aloud. There is something mesmerising about this powerful woman, Marina is the high priestess of the art world. She has struggled, she has changed, she is beautiful, her long black hair has the "it" factor. She is strong, and you feel that you would not win if you had a battle with her.

Last year I had an incredible evening with Marina. She lay on my bed in Venice and we chatted about everything. This latest show challenges contemporary life, and the way we live it. Quite right too, however it is another generation telling us it is wrong? Is it wrong? Are selfless so bad? If you have nothing to hide, in my opinion they are fun. I would love to have had a photograph of me in the corner.
Anyway once in the corner I immediately became entrepreneurial, and found ways to get out of this hallowed place. I imitated the stooges and gently took my next door neighbours hand and left. Woof, poof and into the warm evening air.

Marina's previous work was equally moving and I will paste it here. Totally different.

Later I went to Sean Scully's vast paintings at the Timothy Taylor gallery. Large horizontal  stripes in greys and greens. I love his work, if only I could afford it
I then went round to corner to the opening of Roxanda Illincic. The new shop in Mount Street is dark and opulent.  Roxanda stands tall and ravishing. Her colourful childlike clothes looked dashing on Joely Richardson. I am too round to do them  justice, but made every effort to support her. I scrunched up the skirt until it was above my knees and wore a belt with  Help on it from Lanvin. Laughing with my friend Rushka Bergman, who flew in from New York to see her two great friends from Serbia. Yes, both Roxanda and Marina are Serbs. Tall spirited women.

The  evening ended with a generous dinner at Harry's Bar for 85 people. I like Harry's Bar. I had not been there for ages, but they still remember who I am. "Good evening Mrs Eliasch, how are you"
I admire people who remember names..
A long day for Rushka from New York..but worth it.
We even managed to to see the Ant exhibition room at the Saatchi Gallery.  Huge ants making their home on white walls. They are large a creepy and worth peep. By Raphael Gomezbarros from Columbia. This for me was totally exhilarating.
Rushka Bergman at the Saatchi Gallery.

Wednesday, 11 June 2014


I am extremely frugal over beauty products, I add water to them to make them last,  it is like a war in my house, I simply do not throw anything away until it is the bitter end. . I will use every little bit of a lipstick up.

 I like someone to come round in the morning and whip me into shape. It stops a depression and makes me look good in the park. The other day I was asked if there was a fashion show in the park?.

 I think though there are some ideas that should be considered. Not caring what I use, and just grabbing what is in the cupboard is sometimes not great.

I am fussy about lipsticks as I have a problem with red lipstick on my teeth which drives me crazy. So I like ones that last 24 hrs and are like car paint, the cheaper the better, no7 Precision is brilliant, with red lip gloss from YSL. Eye liner from Tom Ford is brilliant, eye defining pen is a must. Charlotte Tilbury, Chanel and YSL all have foundations that are good it depends what suits you. Before the age of 48 I did not wear any at all.

 I like gels, which I try to always do in Los Angeles, where I use Nails by Design and Annie.  They last for two weeks.
Here in London I use Zaida?

Wedding make up and hair
can be a day to remember. I think that a bride looks better when she is looking her natural best. As she is being photographed all day her hair should stay looking the same as when she first had it done, without ten cans of hairspray. It has to be touchable for the groom later on. . A bride does not want to be seen with a tin of hair spray keeping everything together and white powder to keep herself from having a shiny nose..
The best make up I have ever seen on a bride is by Charlotte Tilbury's make up for Poppy Delevingne's wedding. Totally ravishingly natural. Elegant and pretty without looking as if she had much on. I did not even notice her hair.

Skin I am always being asked "What do I put on my skin" This makes me laugh as I have always had terrible skin until I met Jean Louis Sebagh, who told me to have the progesterone coil  and use a scrub cream he made up for skins like mine. At the time he told me"I can't have a spotty girlfriend" I was spotty I had huge spots the size of two pound pieces. His ideas cured everything. Along with a better diet. I am not brilliant in this area but at least there is some green in my fridge and my plates are a little more colourful. My son always tells me to throw out all sugar, flour and corn from my cupboards. To have a protein diet only with well fed animals, e.g. fed on grass. Corn is not good for a hen so it won't be good for us. Go vegetarian.
Now Dr Sebagh has an incredible machine that can tighten the flabby muscle inside on. I looked three years younger and fresher in one week.
As you get older I think that you have to look honestly in the mirror and see what you have. If you are a pretty woman stay pretty, if you are not generally pretty, try funky.  Round shoes on round women and pointy on thin.  However there are some exceptions, if you have great ankles, pointy look best.
Try to remember vitamin D, it is an essential hormone we forget about. It is not a vitamin.
Apart from making us feel happier, it helps there bone growth, in the old it stops osteoporosis  and is thought to stop diabetes.  It is essential. Walk in sunshine.
Now going back to hair and make up. I do not, as I grow older want to look like a camp old has been.  I want to have my hair done, in a creative way, but not full of extensions to my waist, and Saturday night make up on a Tuesday morning. I have done this look, and I do not want to look like a cartoon. Pretty on me is best despite me loving the camp look.  If you have not a clue then check out the make up line at Charlotte Tilbury, she has every look that you can think of and it can be delivered to your door, without the over sell from staff on a shop floor. Less is more.

I use Snowden Hill party hair, fashion shows. He is opening a "Bow Dry Bar" in August called Duck and Dry and so is available for everybody.  He is incredibly creative, and the best for something unique.  In Los Angeles I use Angela Kalinowski who can dye my hair and whip it into a romantic shape in a matter of minutes.  For make up I use Natalya Souza, and hair also,  who is an assistant to Snowden. I love lashes, and for evenings out  and parties in London, I use Natalya and  Emma O'byrne. In Los Angeles I like to use Tonya Crooks and Gia Sinatra. Tonya Crooks is the eyebrow girl I love best. She gives me Cara brows in seconds.

Of course at the age of 54 I want to keep up my game, watch my diet, feed my brain with interesting thoughts, not bang on about health and beauty, have balance in all areas,  all in order to get offers to make love in a swimming pool. 

Saturday, 7 June 2014


A computer is no more than a dishwasher, it is an appliance. It corrects your grammar. It gives you knowledge, it helps you  to shop. It is not human. It is all programmed. How can you miss out on the real smell, the real holding hands, someone being here, to talk face to face. When you want to shun intimacy you go on the computer to make love and it is in the imaginary state. Life is life and you cannot replace touch, smell and words.
Last night I spent three hours on the computer talking with sites and placing too much importance on the computer and the opinion of users. It was total insanity. The person on the other side, could be a machine for goodness sake?.  The latest trend of my friends being proud of having thousands of acquaintances, because they paid for them seems crazy, and a little sick. It takes five pounds to buy six hundred friends? This is lunacy at its best.  It is complete insanity to want the opinion of people that do not know you? I spoke to a friend last night who complained about Wikipedia, I have always admired it, but he said that he was continually accused by someone, who was correcting his page,  for having a boyfriend, and eventually was accused by Wikipedia worker bees, that the person accusing him, was him. At this point he realised the  importance of real things in life. Not being on it, did not mean he did not exist, it just meant that he was not liked by someone say in Oklahoma, or anywhere, who had never met him. Well the good thing he said to me was that he did not get a litter of kittens.. the badges for doing good editing work.
They think you don't exist or you need an edit?. This is my point we need to go back to basics, and to learn to read, write and care again. To send letters, to write and thank real people in our lives. Facebook and Istagram are pretty accurate newspapers of the future, but they are not god.
A friend this morning said she had given a huge wedding present that she could not afford, yet none even said thank you. Nobody bothered to pick up the telephone and say thank you.
As my saying goes "The real things in life you cannot touch, anything you can touch is replaceable, happiness is the real thing, and nobody is going to cast a shadow on my sunshine" This rings true. The computer, and all on it are  very efficient and clever tools to make your life easier, but that is where it stops. They are not human, real, loving or caring about you. The dating sites cannot guarantee love, and to my certain knowledge there is nothing better than meeting someone spontaniously on a plane or a train.

On another note I am trying the bullet proof diet for health and keeping as fit mentally as possible. My son came in last night and emptied my fridge or anything dangerous. That meant spaghetti and bread were thrown away. I was told that the Eygptian slaves were fed it as it was cheap.  God bless his soul. A computer could not do this. He even instructs me what vitamins to take and to make my plate as colourful as possible. Children are wonderful and you cannot get this sort of love from a computer. There we are.
There is the answer. I am not closing down my passion for it, but giving it on certain hours of the day, from now onwards. Phew I definitely exist.

Tuesday, 3 June 2014

"Kissing is the new Botox"

Getting ready for Summer at any age is fun. I swear saying "I love you" makes me younger, try it and see that your mouth immediately becomes wetter and more alluring.  Kissing, well I swear "kissing is the new Botox" I know laughter and merriment kicks off our DNA and keeps old age at bay. Kissing in water is the best. Try it and you will see. I love Botox, I don't use filler but you can see the pluses and minuses everywhere you look.
I like putting on a Norma Kamali swimsuit with my Saint Laurent high heels, and playing around like a teenager. Of course I had to prepare with a little help of from some new fake tan magic in a bottle. I have a wonderful girl or two, who come round making me a gorgeous brown and giving me little definition, that is, of course fake.  But, your body somehow comes alive. It sprints back into youth in a matter of minutes, hiding, a multitude of sins.
The thing I like most about England is that is easy to get kissed. In Los Angeles you could  become a 'nun like' creature who spends hours perfecting her pelvic floor muscles, only to be taken out by yet another gay man. So, despite the hours spent on upkeep, you are never looked after.
For makeup I like to check QVC and have found that Joan Collins has many ideas on how to retain sexiness that few have even in their twenties, check out her lipsticks.. She is clearly kissed and loved. You can see.
Pharrell Williams got it right when he wrote "Happiness is the truth" You only find that within you as we know.
I have done many things this week, dinners, galleries but the most fun was seeing the Chiltern Firehouse Hotel .  I arrived 15 minutes early.  Despite the aggressively  trained USA human Rottweilers at the door, which would normally have me screaming, running away down the street.  I thought I was entering the doors of hell, it actually, once I was allowed to enter, became interesting.  After all, the hotel, was plush and fun, in a trendier part of Marylebone.  Door security  like this in London, is rather rare, not necessary and generally obnoxious . The food made up for everything though, as did a sweet Swedish waitress, and I ate Crab doughnuts, raw pork with some sort of sauce, and delicious pureed sweet potatoes, worth the calories, as did the restaurant's hostesses friendly apology when the staff could see I was becoming very upset. Book three weeks ahead for this wonderful find in London.