Showing posts with label London. Show all posts
Showing posts with label London. Show all posts

Wednesday, 24 August 2011

back in the big smoke

After seven weeks in Asia I returned to London to be plied with endless amounts of familiar food, shop in Western stores and soak up the lovely London sunshine without sweating horrendously!

My boyfriend and I had fabulous dinners at Wright Brothers Oyster and Porter House, Black & Blue, the Gallery at Sketch and The Pantechnicon, as well as a morning stroll around Borough Market that involved heavenly cheeses, smoothies, cakes and pastries...

Savoury cacao crepe with duck, dried cherries, dark chocolate, creme fraiche, coriander and cacao nibs at The Rabot Estate, Borough Market

I returned to Sketch with my girlfriends to have afternoon tea in the Parlour to celebrate my friend's birthday, and had an incredible chocolate mousse cake decorated with golden popping candy!


We celebrated my boyfriend's birthday at a club called Public, where the drinks come in inventive boxes to share...


My friend Alison and I went on a sunny Boris bike ride along the Thames, past Buckingham Palace and through Hyde Park before having a picnic and a compulsory frozen yoghurt to satisfy my ongoing addiction...


In the afternoon we wandered around Knightsbridge, had tea and sfogliatelle at Patisserie Valerie, and looked at the gorgeous jewellery displays at the V&A.


Whilst at the V&A we tried on their amazing costumes and found the handbag of my dreams...

 

Monday, 14 February 2011

gastronomic glee

As a belated birthday present, mama and I went for lunch at a fantastical/incredible/fairy-tale/stunning/gorgeous (delete as appropriate) restaurant called Sketch last week. The decor of the building is sensational (it used to be a Christian Dior showroom) and we ate in the sumptuous Lecture Room and Library, which was like a dream.

This was just the starters. For two of us. Woah.


There were so many quirky details, like the amazing toilets (above), sharon fruit sushi, cardamom marshmallows, olive oil jelly...it was a food snob's paradise. When we left, we passed the Parlour (where I am most definitely returning for afternoon tea when I'm next in that neck of the woods) and were given some free macarons to take away with us (in case the 5-course lunch hadn't fully satisfied us, I suppose).


Also, what is it about foreign waiters that makes them just so irresistibly charming?!

Monday, 13 December 2010

Diaghilev and the Golden Age of the Ballets Russes

A few days ago I went to the ‘Diaghilev and the Golden Age of the Ballets Russes’ exhibition at the V&A with my dad, and it was fascinating. I had no idea of the huge scope of the Ballets Russes – Diaghilev united the most prominent figures from all aspects of the arts, from the music of Stravinsky, Prokofiev and Debussy to the artwork of Matisse and Picasso and the choreography of Balanchine and Lifar. There was so much to take in at the exhibition that a blog post alone could never do justice to quite how prolific the Ballets Russes was, and for the purposes of this post I am going to focus on some of the costumes that were exhibited, but they really are only a minor representation of the diverse output initiated by Diaghilev.

Léon Bakst created some of the first costumes for the company, which were oriental in style. The costumes inspired French couturier Paul Poiret, who threw lavish fancy dress parties for his friends:


Top: Bakst's design for 'Felicita' in Leonide Massine’s ballet 'The Good Humoured Ladies', 1917Bottom: Poiret and his wife in costume for their 'Les Festes de Bacchus' fancy dress party. They seem like quite a hip couple, if ever I saw one.

Natalia Goncharova used wonderfully vivid colours in her set and costume designs. The backdrop for ‘The Firebird’ (1926) is the largest single object that the V&A owns, and the vibrant colours are incredible:


Having always regarded Pablo Picasso solely as an artist, it was interesting to see that he designed costumes for the Ballets Russes' production 'Parade' (1917) that reflected the Cubist style of his artwork:


 Quite how the dancers actually managed to move in these costumes is, however, beyond me.

Larionov Chout’s costumes for ‘Chout’ and Matisse’s for ‘Le Chant du Rossignol’ were also Futurist in style:
Top: Chout's costume for the Buffoon's Wife in the ballet 'Chout'
Bottom: Matisse's 'Costume for a Mourner', c.1920

I absolutely love Giorgio de Chirico’s costumes for ‘Le Bal’. The black outlining makes them look as if they could come from a comic strip, maybe? 


Coco Chanel’s costumes for ‘Le Train Bleu’ (1924) are now somewhat iconic:

The Ballets Russes didn’t only involve artists of its own time, either. The movement has subsequently inspired many artists – Yves Saint Laurent even launched a ‘Ballets Russes collection’ in the 1970s:

As I said earlier, to regard the exhibition in terms of fashion alone would be incredibly short-sighted – the costumes were only one of a multitude of facets embraced by the Ballets Russes. However, it’s fascinating to know that the man who inspired such incredible work from the many of the greatest creative minds in the field of fashion was – despite his extravagant lifestyle – so broke that it is reported that he had holes in his shoes. Fortunately Diaghilev’s dancers were privileged enough not to share a similar fate with their pointe shoes…