Saturday, October 18, 2014

And The Pink Kept Coming

I think that I am pretty well known for saying "There is color in black and white." But somedays just call for some color and today was one of them. I was on my way to FIT to the MFA in Illustration Alumni Demo Day and Open House. Just one of about a bizillion happenings in New York today, not to mention the World Wide Sketch crawl. As is my habit, I planned to cross the street to take the bus downtown, waiting alongside Riverside Park- I do this every day. But today was different- I thought that I would see the annual Walk for Breast Cancer in full bloom heading down Riverside Drive.  I was leaving kind of early, and so, was not sure. I sat at the bus stop, when all of a sudden, I saw the roar- yes, I said saw- for all at once, in this gorgeous, powerful bloom of pink- and power- came the throngs of walkers, hand in hand, decked in pink work out gear, hats, scarves, tutus, tiaras, chatting, singing, SURVIVING!!! One had to be a rock not to feel choked up. I had a few minutes before the bus arrived and so, I went to work, barely capturing the crowd and the soaring sight of all of these sisters, united by a single cause for today. Oh, and they had their mens too!! 
It was a sight to behold, and the pink kept coming. 

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Across the pond in Oxford

I recently had the distinct honor of presenting a paper at Oxford University at 
Fashion: Exploring Critical Issues, an interdisciplinary conference.My paper was titled 
Fashion in Illustration, Not as Illustration: Accidental Fashion Illustrators of the 1950's and 1960's. This was an academic paper and while I am proud of being accepted,and found it so very interesting, you know where my heart lies.So, with the little free time that I had,off I went to capture the  little bits of that wonderful townwhere and when I could.
I fought off jet lag and set out that first afternoon.

The next morning, I had but a couple of hours until the conference started. So, I started out a little early to find some coffee and just take it in.
Suddenly, the streets were filled with hundreds of flowing robes and regalia. I had stumbled into the middle of a graduation ceremony!
In just a few minutes, it was over, and the bicycles, the icons of Oxford were back.