Dancer Adjusting Her Tights (1890)- Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec

Molteni & C (2010)- Emily Robertson

Seated Woman with Bent Knee (1917)- Egon Schiele

Tim Walker for Italian Vogue (2010)

All Ways (2010)- Dell Kathryn Barton

Death and Life (1911)- Gustav Klimt



The Followers (2010)- Ximena Garrido-Lecca

L.H.O.O.Q. (1919)- Marcel Duchamp

Ancient Days (1794)- William Blake

One more exam to go you guys, just one, and it's so exciting that I could just vomit and cry and laugh all at the same time! In more recent news, on Friday I am forever done with Yr.12 art. It was a really trying subject, despite my love for it. For art we had to create thirty A3 pieces of back-up folio work for each of our two major practicals and it was a horrible, mad dash to complete it. Since finishing I'm all nostalgic and giddy. The above artworks are ones I have fallen in love with throughout the year, for different reasons; some were chosen for their use of pink, others for their youthful females forms created through sinuous lines, subversion of iconography, and the SUN! Anyway, I hope you guys are enjoying sunsets and lollies cos both are awesome- like your faces. Okay, bye.

Léon Bakst's Narcisse (1911) on Ballets Russes official program


Michel Fokine and Tamara Karsavina in Stravinsky's The Firebird, ca. 1910




Cast of Polovtsian Dances in act 2 of Prince Igor, with choreography by Michel Fokine, 1923.

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Ballets Russes was a travelling Russian ballet comapany which operated between 1909 and 1929 under the direction of Sergei Diaghilev. It is regarded as one of the greatest dance companies of the 20th century/eva and has greatly influenced every facet of art. Ballets Russes was a primal yell during the Belle Epoque and an amalgamation of the 1910s artistic creme de la creme, featuring the likes of Stravinsky, Pavlova and Être- just to name a few. Choreographers, dancers, composers and costume designers alike collaborated on a piece together instead of remaining separate entities, lending to the lush and distinct aesthetic of productions. The performances staged by this company shunned orthodoxy as the choreography was expressive and unrestricted by the technicality of classical ballet.  Quite like a Lady Gaga or Yeah Yeah Yeahs concert, I'd imagine the full-blown, avant-garde theatrics of Ballets Russes to evoke every emotion available on the emotional spectrum; from awe to disgust, to joy and sadness. In fact, during one ballet, Le Sacre du Printemps, the audience was clearly overwhelmed with feeling as they rioted over Stravinsky's maaad beatz and the 'MA15+' content (spoiler: there was a knee or two showing and a live sacrifice gasp!).

Tu Marcellus Eris (1820)

The Dream of Ossian (1813)

Oedipus and the Sphinx (1808)

Baigneuse de Valpicon (1808)

Madame Moitessier (1856)

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..."a Chinese painter astray in the ruins of Athens"

--Theophile Silvestre on the work of neoclassicist, Jean-Augustine-Dominique Ingres.

There's a paradox in Ingres' work. He perfectly combines the West and East; the uncanny precision of an orientalist with a subdued sensuality and mystery that I quite frankly, find as creepy as I do beautiful- like Macauly Culkin. Right now I'm doing an art 'visual study' component on shadows and light, with my focus being a comparision between the explicity dramatic Carravagio and the cold, dettached Ingres which Ima getting way too excited about. Oh hey, another reason for my wanting to happy-vomit is that it's school holidays! ANYWAY, that's my two cents. How are you my pretties?

I can't help but feel shirked whenever the "pretty girl" with, I don't know, a hyphenated name like Mary-Jane or Deborah-Lee comes along in horror movies. The fact that she is so incredibly perfect just makes her all the more creepy. You just know that she's either the one that will be victim of some demonic possession or that she'll get mutilated in the most brutal way. Y'know? Anywho, Argentinian artist, Carmen Burguess, kinda captures what I'm talking about. Oh, and not only does she rock the visually unhinged she also dabbles in the vocally cosmic (click here). Do you guys have any horror film recommendations? And how was your day? And how is your life right now...

yep, this man right 'ere:




Everything Mr. Salvador Dali did was so decadent. Somedays I wish he were still alive in his moustachey glory, that we were the best of friends and that I could ring him up to have wholesome conversations about our dreams, about how symbolism is a bitch and then arrange to see some avant garde theatre.