I illustrated chapters for a friend's website, Olives Very Vintage. Which is why stuffed olives feature in each of these images. Note the savory bridal bouquet and a cheeky reference to an Odilon Redon painting. The vintage clothing fair opens again in Manhattan this week, and I have other friends who are vendors now too. I am so inspired by them and their booty. I'll be hanging out with Amy at Wildfell Hall, and you can see why.
The most thrilling part of this particular job came later, when I met and sold one of this series to Angela Missoni herself. This sole piece, and four others besides. I think I am still over the moon. She was so much fun to chat with, plonking herself down on the ground amongst her collected favourites at the Park Avenue Armory, Pulse NY Art Fair. Her dearly beloved, Bruno Ragazzi, took a photo of us lolling amongst the loot. I wish I had followed through with their invitation to meet to loll about again sometime, somewhere in Italy. Ah perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.. or forse, forse, forse.
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