The Steins Collect at the Metropolitan Museum of Art

I went with my fourteen-year-old niece and godchild Jane up to the Metropolitan Museum on Sunday for a serious infusion of art. We saw the new American Wing (beautiful, don't miss it) and the new Galleries for Arab Lands (daunting and worth a visit) but the centerpiece of the trip was the current exhibition called The Steins Collect which is about the Stein siblings who were important collectors of modern art in Paris in the early part of the twentieth century.
The Steins – Leo, Michael and his wife Sarah, and Gertrude the writer who made an appearance in Woody Allen's movie Midnight in Paris – were Americans from Pittsburgh who lived in Paris and befriended unknown artists including Pablo Picasso and Henri Matisse. They bought paintings inexpensively and amassed a spectacular collection of modern art which is now on view at the Met. The exhibit states that artists, writers and musicians convened at the Steins' Saturday salons. "By opening their houses and making art accessible the Steins did more to support art than any other collector or institution during the first decades of the twentieth century."
The art is colorful and ravishing, including Matisse's Portrait of a Woman from 1908

and his joyful Landscape at Collioure from 1905.

Here are the Steins at home – with Matisse seated in the center, and his paintings hung high on the wall. What a fantastic time to live in Paris.

Afterward Jane and I headed downtown and sat in Union Square for a bit while she had an ice cream cone. I said, "What was your favorite thing today?" She said, "The self portrait by Matisse."

Jane has a good eye.
I said one of my favorite things were the photographs that showed the Steins' homes. Here is a picture by Man Ray of Alice B. Toklas standing and Gertrude Stein seated in their apartment at 27, Rue de Fleuris from 1922. I love the art covering the walls and the simple heavy wooden furniture and the light coming through the interior windows.

What a wonderful way to live.

20th Century Art and Design at Lincoln Center

Sheer banners decorate the front of the The Metropolitan Opera at Lincoln Center. (click on photos to enlarge)
TD and I were invited this week to the opening of the inaugural New York 20th Century Art and Design Fair organized by 1stdibs up in the tent at Lincoln Center. I haven't been up to Lincoln Center in a while – don't ask me why, time flies! Lincoln Center looked great, all spiffed up and polished. It was nice to be there again on its wide quiet plaza.
Mounted in a spacious, comfortable tent adjacent to the The Metropolitan Opera , the show includes 36 dealers from 1stdibs offering 20th century furniture, art, design, clothing and jewelry. It's up this weekend and admission is $20 – check it out if you can.
I liked this chic combination of furnishings, framed art and very dark walls at Dragonette Ltd. from Los Angeles.

Vintage and estate jewelry dealer Neil Marrs offered some enticing baubles. Elizabeth Taylor-worthy.

Dealer Jayne Baum and Good Design teamed up to present a combination of furniture and art. TD knows Jayne from Bailey House where they have both been involved for many years with the annual auction. I liked this big photograph of a water glass by Amanda Means – very Mad Men.
An art work by John Noestheden featuring Swarovksi crystals was hung next to his acrylic painting.

You know how I like a little sparkle.

There were good things to eat and drink in the tent as dusk fell.

Outside, it was a nice spring night as TD exited the tent.

We walked through the plaza and passed the central fountain.

Here is a view of Lincoln Center as we left.

It was a civilized and congenial night in New York, as it should be.

Happy Easter

Flowers ablaze at the Union Square Farmer's Market (click on photos to enlarge)
It's Easter Weekend here in NYC and the weather is beautiful. I am a person who is definitely affected by the lack of light in the winter time, and I can feel myself "wake up" around this time in the spring when the sunlight returns and flowers are blooming in NYC.
A magnolia tree blossoms against a brick wall on Hudson Street -

Waves of tulips in Abingdon Square which used to be covered in asphalt -

A deli on Sixth Avenue offers a spring selection -

On West 20th Street, forsythia, lilacs and wisteria co-mingle -

At the Union Square Farmer's Market, Cyclamen $5 -

Flowering branches at the Durr's truck at the Farmer's Market -
Parrot tulips in a metal firehouse bucket at the Upper Rust, one of my favorite shops, on East 9th Street -

A pale hydrangrea and tulips from the Farmer's Market in the living room -

I hope you are enjoying flowers too and the spring season and having a lovely holiday weekend.

A Dangerous Method

Keira Knightley as Sabina Spielrein.

I had the pleasure of going last night to see the movie A Dangerous Method directed by David Cronenberg, which is based on a true story about Carl Jung, his mentor Sigmund Freud, and Sabina Spielrein, a psychiatric patient who came into their lives. The movie has been out for a while, and there were about six people in the little theater, but what can I say; this movie about interesting historical people at the turn of the last century is more my speed over something like Hunger Games which the rest of the world is seeing right now.

Viggo Mortensen (left) plays Sigmund Freud and Michael Fassbender (of Shame fame) is his protege Carl Jung. Set from 1904-1913, the move captures the Edwardian era which I love. The men wear black jackets, vests and ties, and white shirts, striped grey and black morning trousers, and black gloves. Elegant.

The interiors are quite beautiful - this is Dr. Freud's office where the men meet and talk.

Michael Fassbender makes for a handsome Carl Jung

and Keira Knightley, of whom I have been a fan since Pride & Prejudice, is quite a gorgeous mental hospital patient.

There are some compelling scenes in this movie, including a trans-Atlantic voyage for Freud and Jung on an ocean liner. In New York Harbor they sail past the Statue of Liberty, and the six of us in the movie theater nodded in the dark, "Yes, New York is the place to be."
Jung lives on a Swiss lake, which reminded me of Otsego Lake up at Cooperstown, and his wife buys him a sleek sailboat where he entertains Freud

and his mistress Sabina.

It's a cerebral movie, as Freud and Jung discuss the ideas that give birth to modern psychoanalysis, and then fall out over their differences. And it's sad too, as the love affair between Jung and Sabina ends unhappily. So this is not a fun, date night "rom-com" but, like the movie Coco & Igor, I did enjoy a visit to an elegant and civilized time gone by, and learning more about important figures in history.
Blog bonus: movie trailer

A Visit to the Yale Center for British Art

Miss Mary Hickey painted by Sir Joshua Reynolds (click on paintings to see them better)
I recently had the chance to visit the Yale Center for British Art, in New Haven, which is one of my favorite museums. I hadn't been in a while, so it was pleasure to return. The museum building, its collection of British Art, and its endowment was given to Yale by Paul Mellon, the only son of financier and industrialist Andrew Mellon. It was Andrew himself who started the National Gallery in Washington, D.C., donating his collection of 115 paintings including works by Raphael, Titian and Vermeer. Paul Mellon died in 1999, and his wife Bunny, the renowned tastemaker, collector and gardener who was a mentor to Jackie Kennedy in the White House, still lives at the Mellon Virginia estate.

The museum was designed by renowned architect Louis Kahn, and manages to be both modern and monumental, and serene and reverential at the same time. The top floor of the museum where the permanent collection is housed is airy and quiet. I love the portrait of Mary Hickey, above, from 1770. The fashions of the time were ornate, but the style of the painting is simple – a white hat, a black frock and dove grey suede gloves. I would love some dove suede grey gloves but I can never find them. Out from under the shadow of the hat peers Mary Hickey's beautiful face.

Below is a picture of a fox hunt from 1817 by James Ward. The countryside and the glistening horse contrast dramatically with the red hunting coat. In England, hunt members still wear "colours," these traditional scarlett coats which are called pinks.

This is "The Life of Buckingham" by Augustus Leopold Egg, painted in 1853. It depicts a controversial friend of King Charles II who is seated at the center. My favorite part of this painting is the moon peaking around the window frame – very poetic.

Here we have part of a painting of Wollatan Hall, built in 1588 (1588!) for the family of Sir Francis Willoughby, who made a fortune in coal. Surrounded by ornate gardens, the house itself reminds me of Downton Abbey.




After I left the British Museum, I went across the street to the Yale University Art Gallery where I searched in vain for the floor which housed a collection of antique furniture. I just couldn't find it. Finally I asked a security guard. He said, "Um, when was the last time you were here? The museum has been under renovation for three years." Time flies! Most of that museum was closed for renovation, but I look forward to visiting it again when it is reopened.

Dries Van Noten for Virginia Woolf

A jacket over a long dress with pockets.

You know I am a huge fan of the Belgian fashion Dries Van Noten – I've written about him here, here, and here. The fall 2012 collection which he just presented in Paris looked just beautiful. He told journalists that he recently researched ancient costumes from China, Japan and Korea at the Victoria and Albert Museum in London, which is one of my favorite places. He photographed the pieces and was inspired by their prints. What resulted was perfect clothes for 2012 but also designs that remind me a lot of Virginia Woolf and what the Bloomsbury crowd would had worn in the 20's and 30's in England. These clothes are modern and romantic at the same time.
I would love to see a girl wear this to work –

Here a striking coat is worn over a simple black blouse and pants – easy.

A wonderful mix of asymetrical prints -

A mix of proportions – a silky tunic flows over narrow white pants.

This spectacular print reminds me of the glamorous exotic style of the Ballets Russes.

This dress is very Bloomsbury –

A customer could easily buy one of these pieces and mix it into a wardrobe. These clothes would never go out of style because they are above the trends. Dries doesn't follow trends; he does what he wants to do. He's an artist and his medium is clothes. I personally love something like this that transcends time – which evokes the past but is also modern for today. And is such a pleasure for the eye.
(photos from Vogue.com, see the entire collection here)

In Black and White on the Red Carpet

Miss Sandra Bullock on the red carpet at the 2012 Academy Awards.
I didn't think the Oscar program was half-bad last night – what did you think? It seemed cleaned up and spiffed up, not so cheesy. And the Cirque de Soleil performance was truly breathtaking. Part of the fun of the Oscars of course is the fashion parade on the red carpet, and my favorite was Sandra Bullock in Marchesa, though the girls in my office were giving me a hard time about this today. Still, I thought she and the dress were beautiful, and I was tired of the pretty strapless gowns that look the same.
Here is another shot at the Vanity Fair party.

I like the dress because of its simplicity – it almost looks like a white tee shirt and and black skirt – but of course it's a very structured and expensive gown with ornate silver beading at the waist and a back that is actually...backless. She wore her hair in a sleek ponytail which complemented the clean, modern look of the dress. I thought it had a lot of style.
She seems like a fun girl, Sandra Bullock – America's sweetheart. And we know about the rough time she had with her ex-husband after she herself won an Oscar. On the red carpet before the ceremony last night Sandra talked to an ABC newscaster who had such a thick British accent that Nick Nolte could not understand a word she said to him. Sandra said, "I'm having a good time tonight. It's called sexy time. We're having sexy time tonight. Everything we're doing is going to be sexy."
Here she is pictured after the ceremony later inside the Vanity Fair party with Chris Evans

who is Captain America.

Hope she had fun!
But I digress.
A lot of people named Gwyneth Paltrow in Tom Ford as their favorite best-dressed star.

She certainly did look strikingly, timelessly beautiful in the white gown and cape, kind of like Katherine Hepburn in Hollywood, no? Gwyneth's hair was also pulled back in a ponytail. The look was so very simple though, almost monastic. I would have liked perhaps to see her golden hair flying around, or some diamond chandelier earrings to dazzle the eye. What can I say, I'm like a magpie that is attracted to shine. But obviously, Gwnyeth wanted to look unadorned, and that's what personal style is about.
In general, one yearns to see more personal style on the red carpet, and not another strapless dress. Maria Tomei wore one of my favorite red carpet outfits at the Golden Globes a few years ago. The white blouse and black skirt by Oscar de la Renta echo Sandra Bullock's color scheme. This outfit is elegant and sophisticated but relaxed and easy at the same time, and that to me is chic.

It's like when Sharon Stone wore to the Oscars in 1998 a lavender silk skirt by Vera Wang topped off by a white oxford cloth shirt from the Gap out of her husband's closet. It takes a lot of style and confidence to pull of something like that, but that mix of refined luxury and casual nonchalance is to me very American.
(photos from Vanityfair.com and Us.com)

Gay New York and the Arts of the 20th Century

With Cecil Beaton's authorized biographer Hugo Vickers.
Last weekend I enjoyed attending an all-day symposium at the Museum of the City of New York. The symposium was called "Gay New York and the Arts of the 20th Century", and it was aligned with the Cecil Beaton exhibition at the museum which I wrote about for Elle Decor magazine.

The museum is located in the far (for me) reaches of Manhattan at Fifth Avenue and 103rd Street but I managed to get there Saturday morning at 10am with coffee in hand. The event was held in the museum auditorium which was quite packed with more than two hundred people. Kudos to the museum for hosting a day on this fascinating subject.

Donald Albrecht, the curator of the Cecil Beaton exhibit who I interviewed for my article, opened the event with welcoming remarks and talked a bit about Beaton in New York. Next up was George Chauncey, the renowned Professor of History at Yale, and author Gay New York: Gender, Urban Culture, and the Making of the Gay Male World, 1980-1940, which TD read and is lying around here somewhere. He noted that in the 20th century, New York became the cultural capital of the world, succeeding Paris in the 20's, and that "gay artists and composers played a large part in shaping American culture." At the time, many gay men felt they were "the last defenders of civilization" (I can relate).

Then there were eight more guests at the symposium who spoke on a range of topics including the Ballet Russes and modern dance, gay composers who created the music of America, gay Harlem, E.M. Forster and his American friends, gay Latinas in New York, the art collector Sam Green, and more observations on Cecil Beaton from Hugo Vickers, Beaton's authorized biographer. By the end of it, my mind was spinning with history and culture.

It was all interesting, and the crowd especially enjoyed Hugo Vickers who knew Beaton and many of his acquaintances. "It's fantastic for me to be here in New York," he said in his deliciously plummy accent and then went on to share funny bits like the fact that artist Jean Cocteau called Beaton "Malice in Wonderland." It was a knowledgeable crowd that was ready to laugh and be entertained by this insider's view.

What I took away from the day was this chorus of gay men besides those mentioned – Aaron Copeland, Leonard Bernstein, Samuel Barber, Ned Rorem, Paul Cadmus, George Platt Lynes, Andy Warhol, just to name a few – who came to New York to produce creative work. It's a long tradition of those who came before and those who will come in the future. At the end the question was asked, why are gay men so often attracted and interested in the arts? There were various answers, but I didn't hear anyone say "Talent." Gay men often are just innately gifted in art and style and aesthetics. Why is that I wonder. What do you think dear reader? Why is it that gay men are very often talented creatively?

Five Bloggers and Several Cocktails

A round of drinks for five style bloggers at the Gramercy Park Hotel.
I had the great pleasure on Thursday night of meeting up for cocktails with four other blogger friends who I had never met in the flesh before. Lisa Borgnes Giramonti of A Bloomsbury Life was visiting New York City from her home in LA. Lisa and I have been online friends for several years, following each other's blogs, leaving comments, and connecting on Facebook. Likewise the pen-named Reggie Darling and his partner Boy Fenwick who joined the party, as well as Nick Olsen, who is a new friend.
Lisa was staying at the apartment of a friend who lives on Gramercy Park so we all met there and then hightailed it across the street to rustle up some drinks at the swanky Gramercy Park Hotel, owned by Ian Schrager and designed in collaboration with Julian Schnabel. After an ill-fated attempt to take the elevator to the roof garden bar which turned out to be closed, we landed on a chic perch in the ground floor Jade Bar on low little stools surrounding a table with one glowing candle.
The Jade Bar, photo from the Gramercy Park Hotel.
There we had a great time getting to know each other in person. It was funny because we already knew a lot about each other – our families, our homes, what we have been up to for the past couple of years. We talked about the what we like about blogging (the global reach, the opportunity to teach) and what we didn't like (the hours required, the lack of monetary reward). Lisa observed that for the most part we like romantic things that go back in time but that we are using the very modern internet to communicate our point of view. We agreed that blogging helped us to know ourselves better; certainly my blog about style has helped me define my own style. The Infinicam iphone photo app was recommended, we discussed the current second season of Downton Abbey, and talked about the books we are reading (Rules of Civility by Amor Towles, The Guest List by Ethan Mordden, The Love of Erika Ewald by Stefan Zweig). It was fun to be with others who share a similar viewpoint about aesthetics and manners and art, and the internet had already connected us.
Soon our time together was over. We dispersed our separate ways but we can always meet again online. I rode my red Raleigh bicycle home around dark, historic, nineteenth-century Gramercy Park.