The promise of more sun… Flowers blooming… There is much to embrace when Easter is here.
When W’s 2019 “Hollywood” issue arrived, my heart raved over the Tim Walker photographed stories. And while I was going gaga – there was this really captivating image of actress Thomasin McKenzie, wearing Moschino Couture. As the prop egg pops up in more than one setting, I feel that stylist Sara Moonves also is truly deserving of credit here.
The photo is exquisite; yet, like a kid with fresh egg, I just had to dip it into a vat of colors!
Hollywood 2019, W Magazine
Thomasin Sketch from W Magazine V1 2019
One of the most idyllic scenes as far as subject appeal for me is that of a woman, alone – or seemingly alone – on a beach. A girl or woman needing no one or nothing more than sea and sand.
In this I sketched from a photo taken by Chris Colls. [If the notations left on it are illegible, I also credit Gigi Hadid, Michael Kors – for the swimsuit, and Elle magazine.] The retro nod in her swimsuit being an aesthetic bonus.
Gigi by Chris Colls 2019
The ability to imagine is a vital asset to us all. While not everyone uses this power for good, and then some very sadly don’t have access to its benefits, our imagination is the first step towards change and understanding and progress.
Generally speaking, I don’t share my personal woes with the virtual world. Yet, and with few exceptions, 2018 felt like one woeful day after another. Spring, Summer, and Fall seemed to simply pass me by… Like a year with nothing but a Winter of fear and discontent.
However, I am stubborn. No matter how bad things were, I remained committed each day in creating one thing or another. Such is the powerful force of art.
This year, now soon reaching to the next, I pay tribute to a variety of the Arts – by way of these muses. They are the graces of the written word, music & dance, and visual creations. Furthermore, they are also my saving graces.
As are all of you! Happy Holidays!!
From Harper’s Bazaar March 2018 issue, I got hooked on this Amy Troost photo of model Sveta Black. While Sveta wears this white, um – ensemble[?] by designer Rick Owens, it is the look on her face that compelled me to sketch. With some alterations – of course!
Sveta Black in Rick Owens, 2018
Yes, friends: Take heart! I had wanted to post this image in time so that it would be visible on or before Christmas Day… However, due to holiday chaos and intergalatic tomfoolery – as well as other hits which I’d just as soon not mention – I didn’t meet that mark. And being late for anything is not something that I am generally known as being.
Voila! With wishes to you all of peace, wellness, & merriment, Jeni Moore
Take Heart! & Give Heart…
Over the 2016 holidays, my sister Nell and I thought that we should collect some of our mother’s wonderful poetry and publish an illustrated book – and then surprise Mom with this for Christmas. Nell and I didn’t have a great deal of time to pull this off – and online publishing was uncharted territory. But, we did it! Some needed revisions followed… However, we now honor our mother, Ann Goldthwaite Moore, with her first book of poetry. And this book is now officially available to the public for purchase.
Find “Brought to Light” Here
Since its inception, I never intended to use Projects Series as a political platform. While, yes, there may be one or two posts that suggest my views concerning social causes – however subtle in tone. But now is the time to step out of my comfort zone. The U.S. has one Mother of a cause and It is vile.
In all honesty, this illustration wasn’t meant to depict a Pussy hat. Rather, it took on a life of its own in the process. A divine intervention? Yes: Hardcore intervention is needed ASAP. Let’s go kick some butt. Seriously.
Yeah. Juicy, eh? Both the top and bottom panels of this gouache measure at 7.5″ wide by 5.5″ in height. Melons as muse? Must be a desire for summer…
When in bloom, the sight of poppy flowers recharge my spirit. In this watercolor I came across a stunning image of one and, in a sense, dissected the center and surrounding petals. [Each panel measures about 7″ wide by 3″ in height.]
Pati Hill. Such a small name for a woman whose artistic and literary works were so varied and unusually sublime. In 1976, Pati had published a book [with the help of Kornblee Gallery] entitled “Dreams Objects Moments”. And while she had been a remarkable friend to me throughout my life, I hadn’t really delved all that deeply into many of her creative accomplishments up until this past decade. Within this particular book, I was especially taken with this quote – which I painted and lettered, freehand:
Inspired by Pati Hill’s “Dreams Objects Moments”
I had purchased some Pomegranate Publications© postcards a couple of years ago, but one among the few had haunted me. In a good way, that is.
I had to work with this unnamed girl. And so I did.
After composing “Ziegfield Moon”, I studied the text side of this postcard and found, through a search online, that Pomegranate had made a typo in attributing this photo to “Cheney Johnson”. The photographer’s last name is actually Johnston. And while Pomegranate had come by this image by way of the Motion Picture and Photo Archive, I could not find this particular girl within their online collection.
I have two fantastic nephews and both [not surprisingly] have their own creative interests. The older of the two is starting his first year in an out-of-state college tomorrow and this makes me both ecstatic and miserable at once. Wanting to boast, but also wanting to protect his privacy, I will only say his initials are “CEC” – hence his own copyright in this digital art I created for him.