
~ by Errant Aesthete on 07/01/09.
Posted in Decor, Photography
Tags: cotesud, France, furnishings, interiors, nicolusmatheus, Photography
L’esprit de l’escalier or esprit d’escalier (stairway wit) is the sense of thinking of a clever comeback in an encounter when it is too late.
The phrase can be used to describe a riposte to an insult, or any witty, clever remark that comes to mind too late to be useful— when one is on the “staircase” leaving the scene of the encounter.
The phenomenon is usually accompanied by a feeling of regret at having not thought of the riposte when it was most needed or suitable.
Featured: Stairway at the Louvre, Paris, 2007
“A man
should look
as if he bought
his clothes
with intelligence,
put them on
with care,
then
forgot
about them.”
-Hardy Amies
“Life itself is the proper binge.”
~Julia Child
As I bounce around online looking for images I always look for the extraordinary, the esoteric, the naive, and the emblematic of a time; works that are not the pieces we often see in design history books.
Just as a map helps us find our way and shows us where we are, looking at design from years past helps us better understand the trajectory contemporary design has taken. DesignObserver.
The novelist Alison Lurie wrote: “Whatever is worn on the head is a sign of the mind beneath it.”
Stephen Jones, the greatest milliner of his generation, disagrees.
“Whatever is worn on the head is a sign of what a person would like to be."
“The golden moments
in the stream of life
rush past us
and we see nothing
but sand.
The angels
come to visit us,
and we only know them
when they are gone.”
-George Elliot
In this classic novel of old New York, Edith Wharton recreates the city of her girlhood in the 1870s. The Arion edition has been illustrated with photographs of the actual settings of the story.
“Truly a thing of beauty” according to Forbes magazine, this edition celebrates a classic of American literature. The book has a special status as an affectionate record of the streets and buildings of New York City. At every moment of the novel the reader knows where the characters are, walking down a particular street, standing in front of a certain address, looking out the window of a familiar room.
The Arion Press edition is illustrated with images of the novel's actual setting, as they are today, captured by noted photographer Stephen Shore who brought to this project a personal knowledge of the historic buildings and streets that made up Wharton's New York world.
New York Times art critic Michael Kimmelman raved: "The work’s laconic eloquence speaks of an era and a nation."
Francis Bacon's sickly serene Self Portrait 1971 is a refracted faceted face akin to some of Paul Cézanne's self-portraits which are reminiscent of cut precious gem stones reflecting light. Bacon painted with a very dry brush giving the sensation of a granular, grainy effect.
The melancholia mood is of a man melting before you: a disturbing image of a disturbed man in a disturbed century. This is one of the last great self-portraits Bacon painted before he went off the rails and went back into to the lazy worn grooves of inane illustration.
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Errant Aesthete – I am at a crossroads.
While these are magnificent settings in the historic context of design, do they continue to move me?
Increasingly, I am asking myself tough questions that ultimately define whether an object has aesthetic value, emphasis on value.
I viewed the French documentary film ‘Home’ recently and it moved me greatly. (You can view it for free on YouTube, or pick up the dvd – 1 hour 30 minutes.)
I invite you to see through the lens of ‘Home’, and perhaps revisit my thoughts on this post.
Vineca,
I understand the dilemma of design and aesthetic value and have long honored what personally “moves” me. I will relish, I feel sure, the documentary on “Home” as I’ve always thought that place to be a very personal one connoting self as much as decor. (NOTE: I thought this to be a topic of home as sanctuary, but having looked into the documentary by Yann Arthus-Bertrand, it is of home as earth, which suggests a whole other philosophical and moral discussion that we might continue after I’ve viewed the video). But getting back to the post:
These images portraying exquisite beauty in furnishings and design are but a part of the whole. Personally speaking, what’s masterful for me is the breathtaking presentation styling and artistry of photographer Nicolas Matheus. If you’re not familiar with his work, he’s a Parisian photographer who is featured quite often in Cote Sud. I admit to a bias to that publication and its choices, but like Tim Walker, who does for fashion what Matheus does for spaces, both seem to have perfected and refined a reverence and aesthetic in the staging of their images that simply inspire awe.
While my eye notes the details, it’s my imagination that is seduced, transforming spaces into magical settings bathed in texture and light that invite you to simply step in to the frame, leaving you perfectly content to have had the privilege of having dined there, slept there, been there.
wow, this is incredibly beautiful photography….
This is indeed a discussion for another time, so just a few final comments -
I want to be transformed by photographs. And it seems that I am no longer in complete awe of ordered and ideal beauty. Could it be that I am increasingly informed about the ‘world around me’?
The industrial revolution and all that it embraced, gave birth to Dadaism and an ironic visual language that truly challenged the familiar aesthetic….the same era that gave rise to many of the visionaries we view on this blog.
Please do see ‘Home’. To reassure, it is not Al Gore talking about melting glaciers and polar bears…nor Woody Harrelson advocating raw food). Lovely Glenn Close narrates this film and it is all the better.
It is ‘Home’.