Since it’s “Maison” week on the blog, I thought I’d feature a song discovered along the way. A friend and I were shopping at Merci in Paris’ Marais one Saturday night, when the champagne began flowing. Well, who can resist that? So we settled in to people watch the fabulous folk attending the posh design week event (most of whom were actually invited, which – technically – we were not). Today’s track was part of the hipster playlist. Life Changes by Rose Smith from the album Dawn Raiding, 2002.
A blogger without reliable internet is… well, pretty hosed. Now it seems that bothersome situation has ebbed, and I’m up and running again. So it’s about time I share out some of the amazing eye candy I absorbed a few weeks ago at the Maison et Objet trade fair in Paris. Today, some of the notable colors stories.
I’m frazzled. Work life is spinning madly and it seems virtually inevitable that I won’t be able to deliver on my epic project load – let alone come up with anything truly extraordinary. All of which makes me hyper and stressed out and all the more unlikely to produce anything brilliant. A familiar vicious cycle, right? So I need a chill pill in the form of a smooth groove to help center myself… and a little Crown Royal probably wouldn’t hurt either. Crown Royal by Jill Scott from the album The Real Thing: Words and Sounds, Volume 3, 2007.
Leah Ball is a Chicago, Illinois-based artist whose jewelry business took a turn towards ceramics when she began creating dishes – just as a method of display. This blossomed into a passion, and she began to focus on the art of marbling porcelain, a tedious process she developed by layering colored slips and stark white porcelain to achieve swirling textile-like patterns and vibrant colors that go deep beneath the surface.
Originally from the beachside town of Carlsbad, California, Ball’s aesthetic foundation is in the patterns and rhythms of the Pacific coast. The kind conditions, workable sands, and persistence of the tides provided her a place to play, develop, and create, but more importantly accept the Ocean as a humbling force of renewal that privileges the maker with a fresh medium every day. Her kinship with the natural cycles of the sea helped generate a creative spirit that finds satisfaction in doing and re-doing, product in practice, and truth in tedium.