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On the one hand, nothing is quite as charming as a simple correspondence card. On the other hand, I would take great pleasure in ticking the choice of the moment on Kate Spade's gimmicky but sweet cards, at Neiman Marcus: "These 'wishing you a happy' notecards allow you to circle one of seven occasions printed on the front: Arbor Day, Father's Day, Labor Day, Mother's Day, St. Patrick's Day, May Day, or New Year's Day."

Happy Labor | Arbor | Lovely Day.

Windowlicker - from the French for window shopping: faire du lèche-vitrine - appears on Tuesday and Thursdays at 10am EST.

Shake It, Don't Break It

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Baby, I wanted to scold you about the lack of entries for The Lux Lotus 52 Project Challenge, I really did, but then I realized that you're as lazy and louche as I am, and that's what brought us together. After all, I've been to about a dozen parties since the first call, and yet I never did get it together enough to complete enticingly simple project #23.

Here's the new deal: The person who emails me the best excuse for why you simply couldn't be bothered to enter the contest wins the prize pack of juicy 52 Projects + Friend of Lux Lotus goodness, which I'd be happy to ship anywhere in the world. Deadline: Wednesday at noon.

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Flair Fridays: Greg Der Ananian

Profiles and conversations with intriguing people will now be posted as a new feature called "Flair Fridays".

Not too long ago, I was sent a copy of Bazaar Bizarre in the hopes that I might like it. Crafting is not particularly "my thing" in the same way that sloppy drunken emails and clandestine smoking are now and then, but I try to keep an open mind.

As I noted in this week's Smart Set, "I wasn't sure, but I threw it in my bag when I headed Upstate. Little did I know that I would come back with a shrine to Venice made out of an Altoid tin, complete with bejeweled amorini and a period interior collage."

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Darling, I was hooked. And then there's the blurb from Todd Oldham (swoon). Earlier this week, while Greg Der Ananian was in town, I made plans to meet him at Cafe Trotsky, which was inexplicably closed, so we went to Bluestockings.  One of the first things I asked him about was the political motivation behind Bazaar Bizarre, which is clearly evident in the tone of both the site and the book. For Greg, it began with the dilemma of learning  tradition craft skills from his mother and not having a way to mesh them with his more inclusive ideas of representation and identity.

Continue reading "Flair Fridays: Greg Der Ananian " »

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When she visits, my sister brings a stack of Art Bars, which contain many things in one delectable package: "Inspired enjoyment from the first Fair Trade Certified chocolate company in the US! Art Bars are 100% organic, Fair Trade Certified, exquisite Swiss chocolate bars that feature an art reproduction on a collectible card inside the wrapper. 10% of profits support art education." Yum. Order them online, or locate a local retailer.

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[Top: Buzz Spector, Spin #2, Polaroid (Ed:10), 31 x 23" framed, 2003.

Thirty-three opened art history books, one for each vertabra in the human spinal column, make up the stack in this large-format Polaroid image.]

Windowlicker - from the French for window shopping: faire du lèche-vitrine - appears on Tuesday and Thursdays at 10am EST.

The New Meow

Lately I've become enamored of lifestyle philosophies that promise everlasting happiness but stop just short of true religion. The prevalence of a wide array of options in that regard is often the first thing friends from other countries point out about Americans; that, and our relentless drive to continue improving ourselves, and, of course, to be vocal and process-oriented about the whole thing.

I'm delighted to report that I've come up with my own school of thought. It's called, "Dress Like a Cat Until You Get What You Want." Ideally, I'd like to translate it into another language that would reduce the phrase to an irresistably soigne five or six syllables; Swedish, or Italian perhaps, probably has the perfect phrase for this expression.

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[Image: Miss Van, at Galerie Magda Danysz - Paris]

One could surmise any number of occurences planted the germinal seed for "Dress Like a Cat Until You Get What You Want," but one obvious one is the cat mask that I bought a few days before Halloween that has been sitting in a bag on my kitchen counter ever since. I was supposed to attend two promising Halloween parties, wearing said mask, but I got caught up going to a journalism school panel discussion on the future of blogs at NYU and then Otto (not recommended). The mask languished (langourously?), with no hint of any possible future application towards world peace and universal happiness until about an hour ago.

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[Image: Selma Blair, photographed by Roger Ballen (nicked from Kimsaid)]

Actually, I believe the idea first popped into my head last night, when I explained the basic tenets of our (and by our, I mean humankind) latest chance for salvation to my dinner companion, who found it absolutely absurd. There's just one tenet, though: Dress Like a Cat Until You Get What You Want. The sillier he pronounced the whole endeavor, the more inspired I felt. I think the entire conversation devolved after I announced the imminent formation of Whiskers PR.

I'd like to say he pounced on the idea, dear reader, but sadly, he did not.

Piece Work

When I began my career, working in the labor movement, it seemed like the hippest, most cutting-edge career path possible.  I was young and I wanted to help make the world a better place (and this was before I spent my 23rd birthday knocking on doors in Schenectady). I was especially interested in the ways that globalization impacts human lives, and how technology transforms existing social, political and economic structures.

The theoretical and the practical rarely converge in perfect harmony, and, despite my commitment and desire to discern a constructive space between the oscillating poles of decaying hippie culture and ignorant kneejerk conservatism, I tired of the vagaries of the labor movement and moved on to something more capable of holding my interest.

A passage in a recent article by prominent labor activist and intellectual Bill Fletcher, Jr. summed up one of the movement's central flaws with devastating brevity:

A few years ago I helped to arrange a visit by several SEIU leaders to South Africa. At one point during the trip, the SEIU leaders were discussing electoral politics with several South Africans from the National Education, Health and Allied Workers Union (NEHAWU). One of the SEIU local union leaders said that "the fundamental role of the trade union leader is to represent the interests of our members."

Well, in the United States this would not have been a surprising statement, yet in South Africa there was an interesting response. The NEHAWU representatives said, "Not so fast, comrade. The job of the union leader is to represent the interests of the working class. Sometimes those interests are not identical to the interests of our members."

You could have heard a pin drop.

Speaking of pins, I recently discovered a truly fascinating project called SEAMS, "that focuses on clothing as a vehicle to comment on the garment industry." The attractive, well-designed site, seams.la, showcases multimedia explorations of the myriad relationships and transactions behind the production of a single garment. Do take a closer look.

Previously: Interviews with activists Andre Banks and Luke Brindle.

IM: "tell me about yr skate mag"

m: "i want it to be something like this."

Micropixie, Cosmic Gypsy

Lucille and I met in the DC/Baltimore rave scene of the early '90s. We lost touch and years later discovered a week before I graduated that we attended the same university when I saw her student fashion show on the cover of the paper. She lives in San Francisco, in a gorgeous apartment deep in the Presidio where she paints and creates some of the most magical things I've ever seen, and collaborates on projects like The Energy Source with her longtime love Tom Chi, who is awesome and says things like, "The question of how people should interact with machines is appealing to me aesthetically, socially and philosophically." Lucille's a source of inspiration, and, after teaching fashion designers and art students, now studies in an MBA program focused on creating a culture of sustainable practices in the business world.

Today she sends a little note that I happily pass along to you:

I'm sending you a link for a flyer for an event in NYC tonight and Friday put on by my producer friend Jeff a.k.a. Neo from SF and if you go say hi for me please! You may have seen his photo in the electric light studies section of my portfolio.  We were faculty members together (he still teaches multimedia) He is the most talented music producer I have ever met and I may have shared his SF crew with you before http://www.utmosis.net/ And guess what he is helping his friend/muse micropixie with her debut in NYC. Ohhh I wish I could go to the shows....

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Earthlings,

micropixie has now landed in The Big Apple!

If you're in NYC (or have friends here) we hope to see you (or them) at one or both of her performances:

Tuesday, November 15th
7:30 PM *sharp* @ Kush Lounge
(this is not only a full set, but also her NYC debut = very special!)

Friday, November 18th
10:30 PM *sharp* @ Mo Pitkins'
(a shorter set as part of the global sound + noiz experiment known as Avaaz)

View or share an e-flyer for the performances.

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In addition, micropixie will be interviewed by Deepa Fernandes on WBAI's (99.5 FM) "Wakeup Call" this Thursday  at 8:30 AM EST.  This program also streams live over the internet.

You can sample Micropixie's music or check out the album here.

Previously: Truth in Beauty.

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You know we love it when boys kiss in the movies. Why not? Dig this pattern for bed linens that combines a classic French toile motif with a series of Tom of Finland vignettes. Deliciously dirty, yet oddly subtle...

Windowlicker - from the French for window shopping: faire du lèche-vitrine - appears on Tuesday and Thursdays at 10am EST.

From The French

Parisian readers, these divine creatures will turn your shabby studio into an atelier just by hanging out there [via diane, a shaded view on fashion]
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And then there's a v. enjoyable article on French Vogue editor Carine Roitfeld, e.g. "You'd say she had a very French directness. 'But I am not French. I am Parisian. I don't love the French.'"

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