Jane Birkin and Iain Quarrier in Wonderwall, the first production of Alan Clore Films, which will be released later this ear. Wonderwall is the story of Oscar, a mother-dominated scientist, who lives a lonely and solitary life until one day he throws an alarm clock at the wall in protest at the noise which is coming from the flat next door. The wall cracks and light coming though the hole turns Oscar’s room into a wonderful camera obscura. Peering through the hole, Oscar is able to watch Penny, the model girl next door, as she embraces her lover.
Images and text from Queen, January 1968
Excitement is building for the upcoming Biba and Beyond exhibition at Brighton Museum & Art Gallery, which I have already blogged about here, helped by Visit Brighton‘s fascinating short documentary video about Barbara Hulanicki.
The exhibition will be celebrating the Biba look and lifestyle, so much admired and coveted forty-odd years later, but also looking at Barbara’s career beyond her most famous creation. I’m certainly looking forward to more coverage of her illustration and interior design work.
If any of you are visiting specifically for the exhibition, don’t forget that you are welcome to pop in to my new studio to say hello, browse the rail (yes, there’s Biba!) and have a cuppa. Just email me a bit in advance so I can make sure I’m there, armed with tea and biscuits…
Umm. Pink tights and green platforms? Yes please!
Noosha just gets more and more spectacular…
Far too many RIP posts these days; another beloved Pan’s People dancer, beautiful Louise Clarke, has died – at the too-young age of 63. Thanks for the moves, doll x
What indeed? Dream bathroom…
One of my favourite fashion shoots of, ooh, forever, I have no idea why I have only just got round to scanning it in. This look appeals to me more and more every time I look at it. Part of what I love about the Seventies is the way they were influenced by the styles of earlier eras, and yet the result is always so perfectly Seventies and, inexplicably, preferable to the original. Speaking for myself, anyway…
Photographed by Eva Sereny. Scanned from The Sunday Times Magazine, October 1972
“At the Paris winter collections no-one seemed to have any scruples about cribbing from the Fifties. However, Dorothée Bis, one of the most influential ready-to-wear designers, did it better than anybody else because the clothes managed to look far sexier than they ever did at the time. Big baggy men’s department sweaters; jackets and coats, swagger-backed or lumberjack style, in cloth or fake fur; tight skirts hobbled over seamed lurex tights – in fact, everything that could be worn with a waspie belt like the one shown here, giving more shape tot he shapely and hope to the straight. On the cover and on these pages actress Fiona Lewis shows how she wears waist-clinchers.”
Your eyes do not deceive you. A ‘What I want in a wife’ article is not a natural place you might expect to see either Peter Wyngarde or Ian McKellan’s face, but… this was 1972, so here they are.
As for Oliver Reed? Well, let’s just say I’m not surprised…
“Femininity is important. I hate the bull-dyke Women’s Lib type of bird. The best women for me are those who have plenty of drive but in the end like to be dominated. I like a girl who can understand and then tolerate me and, above all, she must have good knockers.”
Scanned from Cosmopolitan, April 1972.
Why have I never found this Varon dress?
Still slowly settling into my lovely studio space; trying to avoid the pitfalls of the ‘I must fill it up, it must look exactly how I want it to immediately‘ mentality, to which I know I am vulnerable. Slowly, but surely. My beloved Lloyd Loom table and chair are out of storage and awaiting a respray from their slightly grotty boudoir pink to… I don’t know yet.
I am on a promise for an original ladderax bureau unit, inherited indirectly from my grandparents, to store my reference books, magazines and paperwork. The framed pictures are stacking up in the corners, waiting for locations. The last thing I want is for it to feel like an office. I want it to feel like a creative, comfortable studio space. I discovered a long time ago, whilst temping, that a ‘trad’ office environment is really, really not for me.
So while I am developing things slowly, I am also taking inspiration from this fantastic Cosmopolitan feature on businesswomen and their office spaces. The chaos of Diane Logan’s millinery studio is probably closest to my natural style:
“You have to create a look like this out of rubbish*. It doesn’t just arrive.”
But there is plenty to admire and covet in all three.
*I don’t approve of the word ‘rubbish’, but I approve of her sentiment.