Friday, November 20, 2009

Antonio, Closets, Celebrities and Egg Salad



One of my early Antonio-inspired drawings.
Cecil Beaton may have photographed these Charles James gowns, but I slept under them like a scullery maid.



The cover of one of Antonio's books.

While attending Syracuse University I had the opportunity to show my work to Antonio Lopez, the celebrated fashion illustrator who defined the eighties with his distinct imagery. What began as an internship evolved after graduation into an assistant position. He graciously offered me "The Cinderella bed" which consisted of a futon on the floor of his large studio closet beneath Charles James gowns, a collection he had recently inherited.
It was not all glamour, I answered phones, fed his cat Bijou and made improbable egg salad sandwiches for his "girls", Jerry Hall, Grace Jones, Pat Cleveland... I was young and it was the eighties, Antonio and his partner Juan Ramos taught me that anything was possible.
Antonio possessed an inexhaustible amount of energy and enthusiasm which he lavished on his drawings well into the night while others played. I wish I had the foresight to rescue every scribble he threw in the trash which he deemed unworthy but I did instinctively save a few from the hands of the NYC Dept. of Sanitation.
Valuable trash aside, I left his studio with a sense of discipline, an appreciation for my craft and an egg salad recipe. I will look for those drawings which are stored somewhere in my closet which sadly contains no thread of a Charles James gown and post them, which brings us full circle.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Under the Influence, Experiencing Flashbacks



Two more examples of my work as an Antonio disciple.



Finding my own voice, 6 x 8 ft. drawing from my show at the Roxy.


Antonio opened many doors for me including club doors such as The Roxy. My one man show of large scale fashion drawings hung on the walls of the club's VIP lounge curated by Tracy Williams who worked at Christie's Auction House and eventually opened her own gallery, I'm sure she would rather forget this eighties moment. Antonio and his entourage soon tired of my egg salad so I ran to Dean & DeLuca on occasion and passed the food off as my own, once the monthly food bills arrived the jig was up. By way of punishment Antonio sent me to Studio 54 to serve drinks. I was thrilled at the opportunity to make some cash tips until I arrived at the club and they handed me a pair of strap-on white feathered wings and a pink diaper to wear, it was Valentines Day. Mortified, I spent most of the evening hiding behind columns in dark corners and under staircases, shivering.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Waiting for the Other Shoe to Drop


Left shoe




Right shoe



Lonely shoe


Magazines wisely send just one shoe to an illustrator which they want back. Mirabella instructed me to render this sample in B/W and to return it the following day asap. Rush jobs pay more and are therefore always welcome but I like to think this particular shoe just missed it's mate, that, or one of the editors wanted to wear the reunited pair that evening.

Monday, November 9, 2009

The Shaming of the Shoe











Imelda Marcos' passion for shoes has landed her on Newsweek's list of
"The Greediest People of all Time." What's your excuse Bernie?

Sunday, November 8, 2009

The Other Shoe Dropped



















A shoe from my "blue period" published in Conde Nast's Footwear News.

One can never underestimate the importance of shoes, they can take you places, good and bad. Andy Warhol first became noticed when he drew a series of shoes for Glamour Magazine, the rest is history.


A La Recher chy Du Shoe Perdu, Anyone for Shoes? by Andy Warhol
(courtesy of The Warhol Foundation).