March 10, 2010

Scoop! Exclusive images from the upcoming John Fluevog exhibition at the Museum of Vancouver





As I mentioned, I had a backroom pass to view preparations for the upcoming show on Vancouver's master of shoemaking, John Fluevog.

The shoes were being arranged in the vault/dungeon/archive at the Museum of Vancouver in readiness for installation.

Spanning from the 70s to today, featuring John Fluevog and early associates Peter Fox and Ken Rice, the show, I hope, will be the fashion event of the year.

It opens in May.

Searching for vintage Fox and Fluevogs



I am super hyped about a show opening in May at the Museum of Vancouver.

It will be a retrospective of the work of John Fluevog and include wide array of work from collaborators like Peter Fox.

Fluevog is a real style giant and this city needs to give him his due.

Yesterday, I visited the museum and given a tour of the show (the shoes and drawings were on metal shelves deep in the bowels of the museum). It confirmed Fluevog is a serious designer with a thumb of a certain vibe that relates to William Gibson's science fiction, indy comic books and a feminine Goth.

Together, they really project a very specific vision of what it means to be a woman and I can't wait to sink my teeth into the topic.

Now, I've been scouring the internet and calling every clothes horse I know who may own a pair. Anything to make this great show even better!

And you can help to. Spread the word, WANTED FOX & FLUEVOGS.

March 4, 2010

Things to Love: a vintage Timex Automatic

A Timex Automatic, square, gold-plate, Viscount, 1974
Catalog # 47860 Movement # 033


It's true. I get excited about things. I've always fallen in love hard and fast with certain vintage items like cameras. They need to be complicated but I have to understand them. For example, I can't get into solid-state radios or computers because I don't understand transistors or silicon chips. But give me a thing with gears, cogs, springs and levers, I'm in heaven.

So, I never had a chance. How could I resist this golden beauty?

Bold, chunky even, but with depth and lives lived, I found this old gold-plated Timex Automatic watch at a local antique store and I had to have it.

The scratches give it depth - I have no problem with them.

Plus, my boys love it. They're fascinated by the colour and the weight.

I remember feeling a similar way to my dad's watches.

He gave me plastic banded diving watch. It had a sharp crenulated rotating dial, the way a castle wall has teeth. I think it had to do with times zones or something. The dial was an ocean blue at twilight. Deep. Iridescent. It made me feel cool and afloat.

I used to just fiddle with it. Maybe too much. I overwound it and never told my dad. At that age, I didn't know things could be fixed. I only knew they could be broken.

This recent find reminds of the old watch. Also lately, I've been thinking about owning watches worth leaving behind to J & E. My white Swatch and my Casio just didn't cut it.

My quartz Timex Mercury broke down and wasn't really worth fixing - but this watch -- is it weird for a 40 year old to worry about legacies and bequests?

E. was with me when I bought it. He was totally bored with the shopping experience. He kept on saying he wanted to leave but as I climbed up the hill to head back home with him on my shoulders and my arms up to keep his steady, E. fingered the watch.

One day you can have this.

Really?

When you're older, if that's okay?

Okay, Daddy.

I told him he was getting heavier and I wouldn't be able to carry him home anymore. One day he would be too old for this.

Like when I'm ten?

Sure, E.