Objects Without Meaning SS14


Okay, I am borderline obsessed with this collection by Objects Without Meaning. The colours! The prints! The silhouettes! It's all the things I love, from the big floppy hats to the blues and browns to the high-waisted everything. It also makes me yearn like crazy for warmer weather again where flowing tops and sheer fabrics are a little more welcome (seriously though, summer! I miss you! Come home).

You can view the full Objects Without Meaning collection over on their website.









'Coraline & Other Stories' by Neil Gaiman (27/52)

Coraline Jones has moved house. Well, perhaps not house. She's moved from house to apartment, and days into her family's stay there, she encounters a secret passage that leads her to her other family - mother and father, with buttons for eyes. Coraline loves the attention, but things take a turn for the sinister faster than she'd like, and she finds herself on an adventure that may cost her more than her life.

There's a lot to like in this collection of stories from Neil Gaiman. From the recently (awesomely) stop-motion-adapted, Coraline, to the months sharing stories in October in the Chair. It's a tight collection, and one that orbits themes that are prevalent in a lot of Gaiman's writing - children bearing burdens and magical seductions turning sinister, and strange people turning oddly wonderful. It works so well here too, particularly in the stories mentioned above. It helps that Gaiman. at his best, is so funny too. Some of the lines in Coraline made me laugh aloud, and it's been a long time a book has made me do that.

Four out of five soul catching marbles.

Sunday Short: 'Rape Joke' by Patricia Lockwood

The rape joke is that he was seven years older. The rape joke is that you had known him for years, since you were too young to be interesting to him. You liked that use of the word interesting, as if you were a piece of knowledge that someone could be desperate to acquire, to assimilate, and to spit back out in different form through his goateed mouth.
Fair trigger warning for this one, but Patricia Lockwood's moving poem about rape is equal parts compelling, confronting and devastating. She tells a story years on, in a shrug-it-off tone that's ultimately anything but, and by the end of it I was having to pick my stomach off the floor. Awful. Wonderful. 

Heinui SS 2014


I blogged about Heinui's delightful FW14 collection earlier in the year, and while I don't like their SS collection quite as much, it is still pretty great. I particularly love the colour palette - chambray and coral are two of my favourites at the moment, so to see them so beautifully represented in these clothes is pretty darn lovely.

You can view the full collection over at the Heinui website.
   


   
   

  


  
  

  
   


'Theft' by Peter Carey (26/52)


Michael Boone - or Butcher Bones - is an artist out of his prime. Ravaged financially by his recently exed wife and the full-time carer of his disabled brother, he's being kept out of prison by an old fan and living in a pool house. When American art-connoisseur, Marlene, stumbles into his path during a tropical storm, Michael finds his life changed for good.

I read Peter Carey's first novel, Bliss, back at university as a part of an Australian literature course, and, nine books later, Theft: A Love Story is simultaneously in tune with that story and a total deviation. It's certainly funnier at least, with less nasty taboos explored (I mean, there's no incest for one). It's charming, heartbreaking, and stars another down-on-his-luck antihero that seems to have taken over storytelling in the last ten years. The biggest point of difference though is that the voice is split between Michael and his simple brother, Hugh. The latter adds a really compelling dimension to the narrative and to the general tone of the novel, elevating it above other narrative tools.

Three out of five stolen paintings.

Sunday Short: How to Have a Miscarriage by Amanda Holm

The doctor comes in, after you spend a long, long moment in the room with your spouse, carefully thinking about nothing. “We have some issues,” she begins, and proceeds to methodically break your hopes into small pieces. There is a lot of crying. You will feel later that you owe that doctor no small portion of your sanity. She stays there in the room, answering questions, watching you, never looking away, never rushing you, not the least bit. She knows that today her role is being there. Bearing witness. She is old enough that she must have seen this many, many times. You later wonder if she got into this field knowing this day would be part of it. You want her to know that she is perfect, that you see her being unflinching and stalwart, watching over you until the questions are exhausted and you think you can leave, even if it is to go back into a world where there was never going to be this baby.
Oh, man, right in the feels. This is such a beautiful piece of memoir telling a compelling piece of everyday tragedy. Amanda Holm is emotive, sympathetic, emphatic and just a bit brilliant in recounting her own two abortions and the effect it had on her life, both as a self-contained incident and a rippling one. It's memoir at its best.

Friday Finds

- There's about a million movies I'm excited for coming out in the not too-distant future, including Guardians of the Galaxy which I've posted about a gazillion times, Horns , and The Strange Color of Your Body's Tears, Big Hero 6!

- On a similar note, what even our best summer blockbusters are still getting wrong about women.

- I'm tentatively excited for the Locke and Key movie. The graphic novel series is one of my favourites, and I live in a hope of an adaptation that does justice to it.

- Oscar-winning screenwriter, Dustin Lance Black, talking about his creative process is a fascinating watch.

- This broken down bungalow getting a makeover is basically my dream home.

- These harsh actor insults are mostly just hilarious.

- These redesigns of Austen book covers are lovely. As are these illustrations of mysterious islands by Yvan Duque.

But not your sister

My sister turns 26 today. It's not old by any stretch of the imagination, but M is approaching her quarter-life crisis with all the vigor and panic that a regular person would approach 50. It's not exactly surprising. I love my sister very dearly, but she's prone to exaggeration and dramatics. It doesn't help that she has baby-making on the brain right now, and she and her long-term partner are nesting out in the bush on their own, not close to home and family.

It's been strange to think about. M and I are very close as sisters. Close in age, close in spirit, but we've become very different people as we've grown up. Motivated, propelled and held back all at once by very different things. It's had me thinking a lot recently about my creative practice, because the story I'm currently working on - a mosaic novel titled Lost Girls, is very, very much a reflection of the shifting relationship I've shared with my sister in our lives so far. For now though, it's pretty exciting watching her grow up, and I look forward to the way our relationship will develop as we get older.

On a much more fun note, I've also been getting a ton of inspiration from lots of awesome sisters on screen and in books lately, so have a top 10.


10. Sarah and Helena, Orphan Black
I only finished watching Orphan Black on the weekend, and to say I'm obsessed is a bit of an understatement. It's such a great series, compelling and chock-full of talent, particularly in Tatiana Maslany who plays not one but upwards of five of the major characters in this series (clones, yo). A late season 1 spoiler is that Sarah and Helena actually aren't clones, but twin sisters, an interesting twist given that Helena had spent the last nine episodes trying to kill Sarah. Their relationship really takes flight in series two though, just not in the way you expect, with more attempts on the other's life, road trips and brawls than really makes for a healthy relationship. That said, the writers are doing good by them, and they're emerging as one of the beating hearts of the series, and crippling mine in the process.


9. Tina and Louise, Bob's Burgers
These giiiirrrrlllls. Bob's Burgers has emerged as a total sleeper hit for me, creeping up on me in all the best ways. It's smart, raunchy, and practices a humour not born out of mockery but out of familiarity and love which is pretty darn uncommon these days. It helps that Tina and Leslie, both separate and together are so fully realised as characters. They'd probably be higher on this list if they had more arcs together, but for now, they're still pretty great.


8. Marion and Lila Crane, Psycho
This might seem a bit of an odd one. Marion and Lila aren't even ever on screen together in Psycho; however, their relationship is arguably the core one of the film, second only, perhaps, to the one between Norman and Norma Bates. Marion's murder is the catalyst of the film, and Lila, a devoted sister (even if it's apparent the two don't see eye-to-eye), has no intention of leaving the Bates Motel alone until she finds her, or at least what happened to her. The storyline itself isn't unique, but the fact that it's two sisters, and not a man investigating a missing lover, is.


7. The Bennet Sisters, Pride & Prejudice
ALL OF THEM. I know, I know, Jane and Lizzy get all the love typically, being kindred spirits and closer to each other than the other, but Jane Austen really did do an awesome job of creating a unique dynamic between the five girls. After all, none of them are truly a variation on the other (even if Kitty and Lydia are similar in goals and aspirations), but rather a set of pretty awesome ladies.


6. Petunia and Lily Evans, Harry Potter series
Oh, man, guys, don't even look at me. Petunia and Lily make me so emotional. I get that it might be an odd pick, but I think they're a beautifully nuanced representation of two girls born into the same family but find themselves living very, very different lives. It's also got such a bite to it, such an ugly tinge of bitterness, that is glided over in the books, but implies such a deep relationship. It's certainly one I wish we got more of.


5. Fiona and Debbie Gallagher, Shameless US
A lot of American remakes miss the mark when recreating international series, but Shameless isn't one of them, finding such heart and spirit in Emmy Rossum and an awesomely rounded cast. One of the great relationships of the series is Fiona and Debbie Gallagher. Their relationship took a bit of a hit in the most recent series, but it's still refreshing to see two very self-sufficient women taking the lead on their lives both together and apart.


4. Arya and Sansa Stark, Game of Thrones
Ugh, don't even look at me. The fact that these two haven't shared a screen in years is a total heartbreaker. While they were hardly fond of each other at the start of the series, the pretty heinous hands that both have received since their father's death catapulted them in opposite directions, means that they're often scrambling for word of each other. I basically live for the day they meet, even if that's looking less and less likely to happen. :-(


3. Billie and Nina Proudman, Offspring
Ahahaha, when Offspring premiered back in 2010, I got texts from a number of my friends saying that Billie and Nina were M and I respectively annnnddd it's kind of more accurate than I care to admit. From neuroses to loyalty to fights, Billie and Nina have a tumultuous relationship to say the least, but it's one underpinned by a very intense and pretty profound amount of love for one another. The guts of it all is pretty great and unlike many sisters on TV.


2. Lilo and Nani, Lilo & Stitch
This was very almost number one, and I think it is, honestly, one of the most important relationships in cinema generally. Disney has a history of the fractured family, and it's something that works both for and against them, but Lilo & Stitch is the first example where that fracture isn't a hindrance, but rather a source of strength and empowerment. Lilo and Nani don't always see eye-to-eye, but that's not what sisterhood, or even family, is about. It's about having each other's back, and that's kind of perfectly represented in this film.

(gif credit to Geek Chic Speaks)

1. Mei and Satsuki from My Neighbor Totoro
If you know me personally, this shouldn't be much of a surprise. My Neighbour Totoro is one of my favourite films, in no small part due to Mei and Satsuki's relationship. Hayao Miyazaki's quiet film about two girls inspired by the spirits of the garden while their mother is in hospital is profoundly moving, and the way these two girls orbit and cherish each other makes it that much sweeter.

Rachel Comey Resort 2015


Man, the Resort collections this year have been on point. I'm particularly feeling this one by Rachel Comey, which is both insanely wearable and straddles the rather odd line of mechanic-chic and, well, just plain chic. Plus, I'm pretty partial to rich blues, which is in spades here.

You can check out the full collection over at Rachel Comey's website.



  








Sunday Short: 'Real Food' by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

I wish I ate garri. It is important to the people I love: My late grandmother used to want to havegarri three times a day. My brother’s idea of a perfect meal is pounded yam. My father once came home from a conference in Paris, and when I asked how it had gone he said that he had missed real food. In Igbo, another word for “swallow” is simply “food,” so that one might overhear a sentence like “The food was well pounded, but the soup was not tasty.” My brothers, with affectionate mockery, sometimes ask whether it is possible for a person who does not eat swallow to be authentically Igbo, Nigerian, African.
Last year, I worked on a travelling food writing series for work called Food Tales. The aim of the tour was to open up a narrative about food in Queensland, and to see what that meant for the oral and written memory of the state. Ever since I did the tour, I've been really fascinated with the way food informs us as people, identifies us and defines our relationships with others, culture and our homes. This short story by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie embodies all those things so perfectly. It's such a short piece too that I don't want to ruin it by saying too much, but it's pretty darn beautiful. 

Friday Finds


I'm taking a few days off work as I've been unwell lately, and am trying not to stress myself out by thinking too much of Things I Should Be Doing. It's tough! I'm a workaholic! So I've been listening to a lot of Jo Hisaishi's music as I find it often transports me elsewhere. He's written the scores for most of Studio Ghibli's films, which is how I got onto him in the first place, but even beyond that, he's a stunning musician. Summer, the song above, is one of my favourites. Do you have any favourite instrumental musicians or scorers?

Otherwise:

- I'm half in love with Fly Art, a new tumblr combining fine art and hip hop lyrics.

- 9 female-authored comic books you need to read.

- 36 writing tips from Stephen King.

- Game of Thrones wines! Be still my beating heart.

- The allegations against Clarence creator Skylar Page are awful, but the outpouring of support from the animation community has been tremendous to see.

- New Harry Potter!!! Ahhhhhhh!!! AND A NEW MOCKINGJAY TEASER!!

The Oscars Project: 001



About  three years ago, I got it into my head to watch every film ever nominated for an Oscar. It's a pretty insane feat, given that the nominees are well into the thousands, but it's a project I'm yet to regret embarking on. It's just a hell of a lot of fun and has given me this sort of startling education in the history of cinema and narrative. While I've been watching films on an ad hoc, out of order basis over on tumblr, I am finally starting to be able to cross full years off my list, and as I do, I'll be recapping them here.

So, here we go. Oscars: Year One.

When we look at the first Oscars as a fledgling award, it's pretty hard to recognise as the same thing it is today. Actors could be nominated for more than one film (in fact, virtually all were), there were only 12 categories, and technical awards were nominated often not for any specific film, but to a studio or an individual for a suite of projects. It also, in a way that I kind of wish lasted longer than the one year, had two best picture winners. One for the best film (so, for technicality, performances, scope) and another for artistic production (so for smaller films with a bigger, say, emotional scope). 

That said, the richness of nominees isn't uncommon. There are gangster films, documentary, romance, philosophical narrative, adaptations and war films galore, all of which are strong indicators for both the future of cinema and the trends the Oscars will follow closely. As a whole, this is a strong start. At least as far as I can tell. 25 films were nominated among the 12 categories, but 10 of them are considered lost films. It, rather unfortunately, means that  the hard and tremendous work of the filmmakers is potentially lost forever, and, on a more personal note, means I'll never be able to fully watch the films nominated for this first year.

But hey, we should be thankful for the fifteen that are available! And they're mostly a good bunch. Janet Gaynor is particularly on show. As the winner of the first Best Actress award, she was up for three films, Sunrise: A Song of Two Humans, Seventh Heaven and Street Angel - all of which are pretty darn stellar films, and showed off Gaynor as one of the talents of her generation.

Unfortunately the first Best Actor award isn't such an easy one to appreciate. Emil Jannings was the winner, who gave brilliant performances in The Last Command and The Way of All Flesh. His win though has been all but revoked after Jannings (who you may remember being satirised in Inglourious Basterds) became embroiled in the Nazi Party during World War II and then one of the most recognisable faces in Nazi propaganda films. (Yikes, am I right?)

The awards are also pretty cool/sad, because it's a pretty clear signifier for the end of silent film. The Jazz Singer was up for a writing award in it, and was the first film to ever include sound. By the second year, while there were still a few stragglers, audio had infiltrated most of cinema in what's a pretty quick turnaround (especially when you look at how slow it took colour to catch on, but let's leave that til later awards), and the effect is a bit disheartening given how brilliant some of these films are, but hey, more on that below.

Also worth noting is that Charlie Chaplin received an honorary award. Huzzah!

Three Films to Watch
1. Sunrise: A Song of Two Humans. Dark, uplifting and unsettling all at once, Sunrise is the story of a woman who convinces a man to murder his wife so that she can marry him and receive his inheritance. The concept is a simple one, but edges a maliciousness into every scene that left me uneasy like Lynch and Fincher would succeed in doing much later. Awesome, awesome film.

2. Sadie Thompson. I hummed and harred about recommending this one as the final reel of the film is actually missing. The DVD I've got has reconstructed it with stills and speech cards, but it means that the guts have really been torn out of the film's climax. That said, the first two thirds are so brilliant, so compelling, I couldn't resist. Gloria Swanson is one of my favourite actresses of the era, and she is on point in this film as a prostitute trying to rehabilitate her life and finding herself fighting a crazed priest in the process.

3. I was really unsure about this final slot. There are a lot of good films this first year, from early gangster film, The Racket, Russian political film, The Last Command, to brilliant social-isolation narrative, The Crowd. That said, there's only one of all of these I've watched more than twice now, and that's Seventh Heaven, an odd little romance about a street cleaner who falls in love with a woman thrown out by her sister. Janet Gaynor won the first ever Best Actress award for her emotive and gorgeous performance as Diane (she was always nominated for Sunrise and Street Angel - two other great films). It was also an early pair-up film of hers with Charles Farrell. They'd be love interests in over 15 films in both of their careers, and it's easy to see why. Their chemistry is basically off the charts.

Three Films to Miss:
1. A Shop Comes In. A total snooze-fest. That is all.

2. The Jazz Singer. Look, I know, I know. It was the first film to include sound. That's great and all, but there's only sound for like, one song, and it's not even a good song, and it's especially not enough to make up for the gratuitous racism and the really lackluster script (whhhhyyy was it nominated for a writing award?)

3. Is a write-off this time. All the others were pretty good, but if you don't like romantic comedies, miss Speedy, or if you don't like crime, maybe write off Underworld (but that film's pretty great, so maybe not).