It's been nigh on four months since I last posted, so apologies for that.
It's not that I haven't been drawing, it's just that fashion really isn't interesting me anymore. The runway shows are rarely showing pieces that render me speechless, with the exception of the D&G menswear collection. The majority of Award Shows seem to lack inspiration & the current 90s trend just repulses me. Any attempt at individuality of the high-street tends to be emulated by the 15 other 'fashionistas' strutting down the road behind them.
I've also moved on from blogs to a certain degree. There are still a few I read religiously due to beautiful imagery (Sea of Shoes),and a great sense of personal style (Vintage Vixen) to name a few. Though these two bloggers have very different styles & lifestyles, what I love about both of them is their ability to write eloquently, informatively & passionately about a topic. Anyone who follows me on Twitter (@MmlWilkinson) knows that I can't stand that the social generation has forgotten simple grammar, punctuation & spelling, something which is, sadly, all too clear on blogs. Your photography may be beautiful, but if you can't spell or there are too many you're/your confusions I can't read any further. Of course there will be occasional mistakes, we all make them, but when it's a flagrant disregard it ruins the whole experience.
For those reasons I tend to move to Instagram now which is where you are far more likely to find me these days. Check out my feed here.
I'll still occasionally post here when I can gather enough illustrations on a theme, hence the title.
So here are some of my favourite outfits I've worn or seen in the last few weeks.
Finally able to enjoy the galleries of London, I've been making use of my Art Fund card to see as many of the amazing exhibitions that I can. Maggi Hambling, Marlene Dumas and the Summer Exhibition have been my favourites so far.
This has to be one of the most spectacular pieces I've ever seen- Tim Shaw's Erebus. It's a larger than life sculpture of a man on fire running- as you can properly gather. But, unlike so many appallingly curated exhibitions that I've been to (the Magna Carta at the British Museum for one) it was perfectly positioned. Instead of running out of a corner, the figure forces the viewer to get up close and see the terror and strain of the limbs and face. It's worth going to the Summer Exhibition purely to see it.
Apologies for the text-heavy post, & hopefully see you next time.