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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17947800134556228705noreply@blogger.comBlogger2718125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044956066269410247.post-46145190944842783782024-03-18T16:17:00.002+11:002024-03-18T16:17:31.886+11:00Le Noeud Papillon Bow Ties - Made In Sydney, Australia<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgik9ncWcggJdf3_0LQREZvRPgzSuOcaJGchagkIP3GKPQPuv7I3NxlApdLgG4FJTf6dNVX_BQiu9GxbLueyeEGfneIb5GrBs9KFZRwya0c5OhqDsuQUk4FJHvKllqTJB4jfgNGHDrNlimwl54tQnZ-o8fF9GfymsHRabAOzM_OIda2kogw8YOi7te2cnE/s1500/BOW%20TIES%20SYDNEY%20AUSTRALIA%20LE%20NOEUD%20PAPILLON.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="1500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgik9ncWcggJdf3_0LQREZvRPgzSuOcaJGchagkIP3GKPQPuv7I3NxlApdLgG4FJTf6dNVX_BQiu9GxbLueyeEGfneIb5GrBs9KFZRwya0c5OhqDsuQUk4FJHvKllqTJB4jfgNGHDrNlimwl54tQnZ-o8fF9GfymsHRabAOzM_OIda2kogw8YOi7te2cnE/w640-h320/BOW%20TIES%20SYDNEY%20AUSTRALIA%20LE%20NOEUD%20PAPILLON.png" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">See our latest collection at <a href="http://www.lenoeudpapillon.com">www.lenoeudpapillon.com</a></div><br /><p></p>strong-men-also-cryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04886423967653790240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044956066269410247.post-39251235155221408002024-03-18T16:15:00.002+11:002024-03-18T16:15:48.178+11:00How To Tie A Self Tying Velvet Bow Tie<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyYM5yYoV6-Dd4zrwJ6yn7dThmVHv9Rvrx-QjuTIq3swgWwaHdvHdx14XTCpcGMnzpnZYdb-8z4RadfVahjlw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">For more videos go to <a href="http://www.lenoeudpapillon.com">www.lenoeudpapillon.com</a></div><br /> <p></p>strong-men-also-cryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04886423967653790240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044956066269410247.post-43208194611114440672024-03-18T16:13:00.003+11:002024-03-18T16:13:56.264+11:00Regular Sales Keeps Us At Our Cutting Table - Le Noeud Papillon Of Sydney - Artisan Tie Makers Of Distinction<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">After 16 years of making bow ties and ties for the well-heeled we can safely say that we can do almost anything you need by way of neckwear. 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the portrait competition. Each and every work took up your time which I am
extremely grateful for. It was shaping up to be a dismal failure, in the end,
worked out to be one of the best if not the best competition to date.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><b>The winner: Oliver Watts – Prize - $1500.00 AUD Voucher</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>Runners Up:</b></div>
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</span><!--[endif]-->Clementine Blackman<o:p></o:p></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><b>Each of the runners up have a voucher for $500.00 AUD </b><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">I would like to say that the runners up were hard to choose
as I had loved the intricate work of Curran Chai, the work of Ineke was
striking, young Marco Bialek who sketched his father in Mallorca on the
occasion of his 50<sup>th</sup> birthday. The 1980’s feel of Henry Gair, the
yuzen bow tie of Barnabas Bako, the hint of Joni Mitchell in Kristine’s sketch
with beret and silk scarf. The list goes on. I loved all of them.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">And so for each of you that submitted outside of the
winners, you will receive either a black bow tie from us for the men, for the
ladies, a silk scarf. Please make contact on +61413140994 to claim your prize
for your contribution. <o:p></o:p></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">And, thank you. I was so pleased with the final result.
Bravo to all of you. <o:p></o:p></p></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi59kkt3DTsi1XQc1WNKatmw_xWM4jXvKMT51PXJgqvp4Rf-Lh1SuD65ocRvRSl_RB3lZAnuG7N95KyYHDan42wAHEuYHbDfOp4icGh5fxexXdpq6xeygfFQB8tytmG8GXU6-g8RkVq7C_D9oCLjki8BK_Dtp2CJWlx465Q-DxcKbtf_zIMMUkRLFJO4tk/s1094/oliver.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1094" data-original-width="800" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi59kkt3DTsi1XQc1WNKatmw_xWM4jXvKMT51PXJgqvp4Rf-Lh1SuD65ocRvRSl_RB3lZAnuG7N95KyYHDan42wAHEuYHbDfOp4icGh5fxexXdpq6xeygfFQB8tytmG8GXU6-g8RkVq7C_D9oCLjki8BK_Dtp2CJWlx465Q-DxcKbtf_zIMMUkRLFJO4tk/w468-h640/oliver.png" width="468" /></a><br /><br />Oliver Watts - Sydney, Australia</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglM771mtpDczrCrn6Vzzs6qB-oxYDeZm-0yRbrtvxcdx1Oz02yP-8fIYibY98mgtzM3zQifupFYJFVJVB3lvtZuIftO11fjqxmelXtcvxBlBXIZFKqkFfBIsYyCn3A5plcRUwZJoN2nUYyu1ZskA0ZTE4dtWw-T_csyXNUG6sogtYqO9YGvvI-wxvskQM/s960/tim%202.png" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Discover Le Noeud Papillon - Home Of The World's Best Bow Ties<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixAswjD0Y7qkqZns-ltxr2dg7PMV4zW5yts_O3VNu1HR__BFhdrTYr5A91XnojGyMslH5ekvzg32jVmD-pSoHz8J925S7Z9C8orKOL-fOoHBMp_6JTCA-eCe0EVbcDR1gHAiGj2ulIhT0illtiN8ATMcm1-a3mteS2JSBz_iji_-szRaaGds0UYyYqv74/s1500/bow%20ties%20australia.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="1500" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixAswjD0Y7qkqZns-ltxr2dg7PMV4zW5yts_O3VNu1HR__BFhdrTYr5A91XnojGyMslH5ekvzg32jVmD-pSoHz8J925S7Z9C8orKOL-fOoHBMp_6JTCA-eCe0EVbcDR1gHAiGj2ulIhT0illtiN8ATMcm1-a3mteS2JSBz_iji_-szRaaGds0UYyYqv74/w640-h640/bow%20ties%20australia.png" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">SHOP ONLINE<br /><a href="http://www.lenoeudpapillon.com">www.lenoeudpapillon.com</a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p>strong-men-also-cryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04886423967653790240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044956066269410247.post-73605575803749241172023-10-24T08:41:00.002+11:002023-10-25T17:10:05.319+11:00Have You Ever Thought About Another Life You Might Have Led?<p> <a data-sanitized-target="_blank" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E9PiL5icwic" rel="noopener noreferrer" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" title="Ravel's Bolero">Ravel’s Bolero - play here</a></p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;">Sometimes we meet at junctions in the road, and we stop to look back on the road travelled. Someone once described to me life like a roll of toilet paper, the closer you get to the end, the faster it goes. As time goes by, we become more and more entrenched in our lives and it becomes harder to change, much easier just to accept what is.</p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;">Yesterday I was with my trainer, Les, he’s edging on 80 but still starts his morning with 500 push ups. When I am on the ground and I can’t get more out of my core, he kicks me. I kind of like that. In an age when everyone is so precious, it’s nice to pay someone to kick you when you are down.</p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;">In order to attempt more stamina and to build to a sort of crescendo of exercise I decided to play Boléro on my speaker but despite it motivating me, it took me back to a place I had forgotten.</p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;">It was a wet summer and in December I drove down towards Tumbarumba, a place that’s name means “walking on hollow ground”. It is about 6 hours from Sydney heading south and sits at the foothills of the Snow Mountains. To get there you go through the most famous Australian town for apples, Batlow. It was a cold summer’s night, and the country was green from a wet summer. A full moon had bathed the landscape silver, glimpsed between the trees and at certain vistas along the way, shining light bouncing off the white sails that protected the apple orchards. I had a cigarette out the window of my Audi 80 and Ravel’s Boléro blaring through the speakers. I was on my own and could not be happier. I was an agricultural economist in the second last year of my degree.</p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;">That summer I was on my own for most of it. Other kids were off having the time of their lives, but I had to get through three to four months of working on farms in order to earn my degree. But it wasn’t the work that motivated me that summer, it was the times I spent on my own in the house I occupied. I had a car full of books and of music and a journal in which to write and for that wet summer, on my own every night, I think for the first time I fell in love with my own company. I would drink red wine on my own at night, listen to a live recording of Bob Dylan, classical music, Fleetwood Mac, Dire Straits, the Beatles. I would read Tolstoy and Hemingway and the like. I think perhaps now looking back it was probably a little cliché. But as a young person discovering these things with time on your side it was such a wonderful pleasure. And then there was the classical music, again, probably cliches, but the most prominent of them would be Chopin’s Nocturnes, Tchaikovsky, Lakme’s Flower Duet and of course Ravel’s Bolero. A handful of classical music CD’s that I would play over and over with nothing much else to do after a day on the land.</p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;">I almost don’t remember the work. There was pruning that summer from memory. And grafting. I did not care for the work but in that way that Tolstoy glorified country life, I came to see it as a sort of idyll even if the human stories you heard and the characters you met did not stand up to that image, some of them more Dostoyevsky than Tolstoy.</p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;">And I wrote. And I had such strong and powerful dreams that cold wet summer. And I wrote.</p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;">Music and perfume. They are such strong ways of conjuring memory.</p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><br /></p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;">All it took to recall the flyfishing, pruning the vines, the sound of the farm manager shooting at birds on the dam in the late afternoon, the tractors, the tool shed, those drives at night on the country road, ranging from silver in the moon to complete darkness when there wasn’t one. The stars, the furnace fire drying your wet socks – all of it from hearing Boléro again. A young man with ideas and time on his hand.</p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;">My father turned 80 last Sunday. Not long ago he was talking to me one morning and he said “I can recall lying in my bedroom as a young boy, I used to read Greek mythology and ancient Greek history and when I stared at a certain bit of plaster on the wall, I could make out warriors and the battles as if I was there. And if I think hard enough, I can still see myself right there in my bedroom. It feels so clear to me.” In a small moment that little boy was now 80. He was thinking of his life lived, his choices. He had led what I believe is a good life. Certainly, more wholesome than my own. A product of post WW2. He had done very well in life, but regardless, he was old now, the bulk of his life behind him.</p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;">At a cemetery in La Perouse some years earlier my brother and I had walked around mid-winter with my late grandmother. As she walked down one of the pathways, she pointed to either side of the row and told us who they were to her – her uncle, her mother, brothers, her cousins. All gone. It was a cold day etched in my memory. She passed a few years later.</p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;">The Boléro is my most favoured work of Maurice Ravel thought Pavane For A Dead Princess is a close second. Boléro reminds me of life, it is the building of a crescendo, from the soft beginnings of a snare drum which in life are infancy and the child developing, to the transfer of the melody that began in childhood moving beginning to change, passing over to the flute, the clarinet, the oboe and finally onto brass. The is the ingenious composition that seems simple, but is in parts rather complex – a wonderful metaphor for life itself. The heartbeat stays with the composition throughout, like the heartbeat that and pulse we keep ourselves. It keeps us focused and engaged, we are alive, we are moving through time. And like life, we build slowly and with gaining intensity and tensions to crescendo of our lives before a climax and then, finally, the closing of the curtains.</p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;">And so, as I listened to it again and again yesterday as I went about my business, I conjured up all that had passed, all that I might have been had I taken a different direction. Had I married that wonderful Danish girlfriend I had, had I struck up a conversation with that ginger beauty at the local supermarket in Tumbarumba that wet summer, had gone onto trade derivatives in commodities as an agricultural economist, had I taken any other path other than the one I chose.</p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;">So today I simply want to ask you, have you ever thought about another life you might have led? And perhaps whilst you ponder on it, play Ravel’s Boléro.</p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcjUtAxKqvGvscyhVA4EKYqiyZMLN82Jsy9xnhtkgMMBU2vmHoF6liPY80oag_ALCDv87eHQwbNOS5yYwCPLncVvYdITxdceGch7oGWUppS81rjjhbGLPSnKVXDfJcwErKyVOBvp73Ua_agVTJ9O7sErkEmaU18Zlq3WXbvWnRH1g_wzDARdG0FI6nhyY/s1169/ravel%20bolero.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1169" data-original-width="827" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcjUtAxKqvGvscyhVA4EKYqiyZMLN82Jsy9xnhtkgMMBU2vmHoF6liPY80oag_ALCDv87eHQwbNOS5yYwCPLncVvYdITxdceGch7oGWUppS81rjjhbGLPSnKVXDfJcwErKyVOBvp73Ua_agVTJ9O7sErkEmaU18Zlq3WXbvWnRH1g_wzDARdG0FI6nhyY/w452-h640/ravel%20bolero.png" width="452" /></a></div><br /><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><br /></p>strong-men-also-cryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04886423967653790240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044956066269410247.post-38354882412435426022023-10-21T14:41:00.003+11:002023-10-21T14:41:36.451+11:00Norman Rockwell – The Idyllic American Life<p> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Recently I was lying on my bed one Saturday afternoon depressed about the state of the world and the fact that business had been slow for the time of year.</span></p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><br data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" />I was on YouTube when I found a documentary when I decided to look up Norman Rockwell, one of those names that you often hear in movies and culture but as an Australian it doesn’t mean so much to you that it passes your ears and you think no more of it.<br data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" /><br data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" />But this particular Saturday I was interested in knowing more, so I clicked on this PBS American Masters documentary and sat back to pass the afternoon in a quiet space.<br data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" /><br data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" />Norman Rockwell’s influence on American culture runs surprisingly deep as I found out. For an illustrator who never really saw himself as an artist, he transformed the national psyche and was perhaps one of the most influential artists of the 20th Century in the United States. His pictures depicted an idyll of American life, much the same as a toile fabric does for Europeans.<br data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" /><br data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" />Born in New York city in 1894 his career spanned much of the 20th Century until he passed in 1978. His observations of American life, coupled with his positive outlook on American life made him endeared to the entire country. Despite being an illustrator, his meticulous attention to detail in his works have earned him a place in the art world, probably more so posthumously.<br data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" />He began sketching from an early age and chose his path early on. By the time he was 14 he was enrolled in the New York School of Art and by 19 he was the art director of the Boy Scouts of America – an impressive title for such a young and budding artist.<br data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" /><br data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" />In 1916 he took some drawings down to the Saturday Evening Post and much to his delight the drawings he submitted were accepted. As one biographer commented, this was like winning an Oscar on the first time you made a film, an achievement that would then lead to a remarkable 47 year association with the Post where he would create iconic covers that today are revered the world over.<br data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" />Probably his most famous group of artworks were based on Franklin D. Roosevelt’s 1941 State Of The Union address in which the rousing words of Roosevelt then in the grip of the 2nd World War, gave Americans hope and courage in the face of adversity. Roosevelt claimed that American’s were entitled to four key freedoms, Freedom Of Speech, Freedom Of Want, Freedom Of Worship, Freedom Of Fear. These were to inspire Rockwell to make an artwork of each, resonating with Americans so much so they played a crucial part in bolstering the resolve and the morale of Americans through the war.<br data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" />His most famous of these was Freedom Of Want, a depiction of an unadorned American family enjoying a splendid Thanksgiving dinner where three generations of Americans enjoy an idyllic meal together where light and texture give rise to a feeling of homeliness, gratitude and abundance. This was the American dream right down to its core and would become one of the defining artworks of the 20th Century.<br data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" /><br data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" />In later years Rockwell came to be disillusioned with the American dream, he was disturned by segregation in the United States and in the 1964 his artwork “The Problem That We Live With” came with criticism, he was loved for his American dream, he was less loved when he pointed out racial divides and what came to be his truth – that the American dream was perhaps just that – a dream.<br data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" />In one of his final portraits Rockwell finally comes to accept his place in American art, his self portrait reflects an image of himself that is in some ways void of personality, but his message is best conveyed by those artists portraits that are pinned to the side of his canvas as he paints at his easel, they are Rembrandt, Picasso, Van Gogh and Durer. These are his icons, and this is how he sees himself.<br data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" />As the world gets crazier still, with wars raging in Ukraine, with Israel poised in invade Gaza in retaliation to the most heinous massacre by Hamas terrorists, the American Dream and the ideal of a better world should be held up again to us as a mirror, of a time where what we aspired to was not bloodshed and war, but the four pillars of freedom.</p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><br data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" />And, of course, Rockwell was an avid bow tie wearer, he wore batwings that I will soon attempt to replicate, not to slim and certainly not fat. He is one of the great bow tie wearers, and perhaps one of the more interesting characters of the 20th Century.</p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"> </p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"> </p><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"><img alt="norman rockwell portrait" src="https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0631/1341/files/norman_rockwell_bow_tie_2_600x600.jpg?v=1697857734" style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"><img alt="freedom from want" src="https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0631/1341/files/Freedom_From_Want_Norman_Rockwell_600x600.jpg?v=1697857763" /></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"><img alt="norman rockwell the problem we all live with" src="https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0631/1341/files/the_problem_that_we_live_with_norman_rockwell_600x600.png?v=1697857790" /></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"><img alt="norman rockwell bow tie portrait" src="https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0631/1341/files/Norman_Rockwell_Bow_Ties_Portrait_Le_Noeud_Papillon_JOurnal_600x600.jpg?v=1697857822" style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /></div>strong-men-also-cryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04886423967653790240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044956066269410247.post-34770003344125211542023-10-04T12:55:00.003+11:002023-10-04T12:55:34.254+11:00Hugh Stewart - Photographing Australians<p> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">I met Hugh Stewart (</span><a data-sanitized-target="_blank" href="https://www.instagram.com/hughstewart_/" rel="noopener noreferrer" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"> INSTAGRAM</a><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">) in Paris 16 years ago and we got along quite well. He and his partner Emma had a baby daughter, her name was Matilda, and I recall that at the time they left Paris he had asked me to pick up a plaster of Paris they had done of their daughter's tiny arm. </span></p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><br />Hugh and I stayed in contact and occasionally I would bump into him and I had asked him on several occasions if I could either use his services to shoot our customers in their workplaces or else to get my own portrait done. <br /><br />Hugh has worked on many different film sets and been sent all over the world to photograph celebrities from Johnny Cash, Clint Eastwood, Robert Hughes, Leonardo Di Caprio and many many others - they are not hard to find on google. But it is still life photography that also gets me. He just does it so well and he has this style about his photos, a certain rustic nature about them, slightly muted, well worn, something, akin to his own demeanour, idiosyncratic voice, worn shirts of muted hues, a dishevelled look, but nonetheless clean. Slightly smudged spectacles that could do with a clean. <br /><br />It finally became possible for me to get photograph myself, because he has opened up a new service just off Queen Street in Woollahra. I am happy to say that after 16 years I finally got to sit in front of his camera and I am extremely happy with the result. </p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;">Have a look at his Instagram and if you are Sydney side, or near Byron Bay, you can catch him in his respective studios for a sitting. </p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"> </p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><img alt="nicholas atgemis portrait hugh stewart australian photographer" src="https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0631/1341/files/portrait_hugh_steward_celebrity_portrait_photographer_sydney_australia_le_noeud_papillon_sydney_nicholas_atgemis_600x600.jpg?v=1696119511" /></p>strong-men-also-cryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04886423967653790240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044956066269410247.post-64740901112058324972023-10-04T12:54:00.003+11:002023-10-04T12:54:55.671+11:00It Still Thrills Me To See Our Bow Ties Roam Around The World<p> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"> This week our bow ties found themselves in Paris, France, in Uluwatu Bali and in Norway. It is testimony to the quality of our bow ties and that each of those who wore our bow ties this week would attest to the moniker often given to us of "the world's best bow ties". </span></p><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"><br />We asked Google's new AI 'Bard' the same question and happily we came back first on their list. But we only have that moniker because of our elegant customers who continue to show the rest of society how wonderful and effective the hand tied bow tie is at revealing panache, style, sophistication and everything that is good about menswear and the finer points of dressing well. <br /><br />Thank you to Hugo, Alex and Richard for keeping the sartorial flame burning. 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Of course, I provided the product, but it was you guys who turned it into cash which could be donated. I will be running another of these sales towards the end of the month, no long now, and we will sell down all that remains of this month’s cut, but this time I intend to hold back on black tie and a few other collections.</p><p>Two weeks ago, I got a call from Wayside, their representative Samantha Jackson, their philanthropy manager. She was grateful for the donation and concurrently invited me in to see the facilities and at the same time explained that for them private donations are essential because it allows them to be more agile than often government funding allows for.</p><p>Yesterday I met up with both Samantha and Gabby on site. The Wayside Chapel is on Hughes Street in Potts Point, effectively Kings Cross – well it most definitely feels like Kings Cross, and it is a stone’s throw from it.</p><p>The building has been the home of The Wayside Chapel since Reverend Ted Noffs and his wife embarked on their project in the 1960’s to provide love and compassion and social justice to those living under difficult circumstances in the Kings Cross area.</p><p>For those of our readers from overseas, Kings Cross in Sydney is the red-light district. It has always been colourful, but in recent years this area, Potts Point included, has been increasingly gentrified and the area has over the years become an interesting melange of the rich and poor co-existing in the same area, for example, within 50 metres of Wayside is one of the more elegant stores offering glassware and objects for the home.</p><p>However, it wasn’t like that when the Wayside began. It was an area filled with homelessness, drug addiction, poverty and mental illness. In fact, it all goes hand in hand – and part of that has shaped the character of the area for decades. The Wayside Chapel intended to be beacon of hope or as Samantha explained, the founding ethos is “love over hate”. Pretty simple really. And it seems to really play out there in everyday interactions between those that use the services that the Chapel offer and those that provide them. There is a sense of “anything goes” at Wayside, you are loved and respected no matter what gender you identify as, what religion or lack of religion you have, what your sexual preferences are, whether you are addicted to drugs and alcohol or not, the colour of your skin, whether you are homeless or not, your mental state of mind – none of it matters, all of it is accepted. And so, it has become a hub for so many interesting characters that come and go.</p><p>Upon the moment I arrived I was met by Gabby, an attractive younger woman I imagine could be in any industry she chose. She presented very well, well mannered, well groomed, simple, easy to talk to. Her clothes were earthy, a grey woolly vest, white t shirt, a black skirt and converse shoes. She explains that Samantha is running late, she’s just around the corner, and then we are interrupted by Andrew. He begins his monologue about Wayside and how he uses the services here, his background in addiction, his sexual preferences, the drugs he hates (heroin) and the ones he could easily go back to (cocaine). It is very amusing and within another minute another man was standing on top of a bench poising himself in a superhero stance and saying something that was between a declaration and a mumble. Very interesting characters indeed. In fact, it was like a portal back into the old Newtown, and the old Cross. Many of these characters are less prevalent these days, and a sort of hostility has brewed. The new guard seems to want the old guard out.</p><p>But The Wayside continues deliver services to those that have fallen through the cracks and really need somewhere to belong, that society has done everything to avoid confronting. Those are the words of Samantha, and she explains that they help with even things like creating bank accounts for those that have no identification. It is hard to understand what that is like for those of us that live within the confines of what one might consider “a regular life”. We have tax file numbers, companies that are registered, gas and electricity bills in our names and so on. These people are off the grid, often entirely. The average homeless person that visits the Wayside walks up to 28 kilometres a week just to find places to stay the night, between shelters and locations across the city like under bridges and in open parks. Samantha was a donor to Wayside before she began working here about a year and half ago, around the same time Gabby joined, she wanted to work somewhere that aligned with her values and where she could see the results of what her daily work accomplished. And she says she gets it in spades. That every day she goes to work she sees meaning and purpose in what she puts her hand to. Gabby’s story is similar. She was a graphic designer by education but then working in the advertising industry on products she found didn’t fit with her values she decided to throw in the towel. She says she loves what Wayside stands for and that the people who raise money for Wayside, the Wayside front liners and the people that frequent Wayside all interact to form a very unique community. It also means she feels that she can see the difference she is making on a daily level.</p><p>And one of the reasons that Wayside is so successful is that it doesn’t try to fix people and instead allows them to make their own decisions. If they want to remain addicted to drugs, Wayside doesn’t try to sop them. If they find it too hard to put a permanent roof over their head, Wayside doesn’t push them. Wayside merely tries to give them the services that are often denied to such people. When you walk 28km a week then you’d want to get that ingrown toenail fixed, so the doctor comes past to help with that. If you are the victim of domestic violence, they will help you start a fresh page. And on a more basic human level, if you are simply lonely and need connection, this is a form of home, especially for the homeless. You can take a hot shower, check in with the notice board, listen to live events each day of the week like poetry or jazz.</p><p>And yes, there is a chapel. It was until recently run by the Reverend Graham Long but in recent times it has been taken over by Pastor Jon Owen. It remains committed to the ethos of Love Over Hate and continues to hold a service each Sunday, which is open to all.</p><p><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlu_Vgilx9fciNYaXIf1f86p_t0R7VwII8lecVwPPW4jbWV9uzM35q-c_jKLK7dXA0H_kz79EMppqrKkOP7CdBq6wO0qzE8JK1veK8bNgYMYs-2YFICQ9yxubiTZW-Ttb7EQNcmZf1WO2qg2cPDHETrQoWqVQHym61ocjZ9JF3ZFeKoQWzcjV4DV9_1Wk/s1840/wayside%20chapel%20potts%20point%20sydney%20samantha%20gabby%20le%20noeud%20papillon%20winter%20appeal%20fundraising.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1840" data-original-width="1500" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlu_Vgilx9fciNYaXIf1f86p_t0R7VwII8lecVwPPW4jbWV9uzM35q-c_jKLK7dXA0H_kz79EMppqrKkOP7CdBq6wO0qzE8JK1veK8bNgYMYs-2YFICQ9yxubiTZW-Ttb7EQNcmZf1WO2qg2cPDHETrQoWqVQHym61ocjZ9JF3ZFeKoQWzcjV4DV9_1Wk/w522-h640/wayside%20chapel%20potts%20point%20sydney%20samantha%20gabby%20le%20noeud%20papillon%20winter%20appeal%20fundraising.png" width="522" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Samantha, myself and Gabby in front of the weekly entertainment board for The Wayside Chapel</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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It wasn’t until the mid-1980’s that the name changed to something more indigenous Australian sounding. And it wasn’t until the early 90’s that it really gained traction in the US market with Biggie Smalls rapping about them amongst others.</p><p>Coogi’s success was built on quality mercerised cotton and merino wool being woven in a unique array of colours and weaves in 3 dimensions to create striking fabric which is imitated by others, but which never quite seems to reach the original production.</p><p>I probably need to stop here and make a note. Cuggi and Coogi up until the early 2000’s should probably be separated from what Coogi is today. The company was founded by Jacky Taranto and in those days and under his stewardship the company was focused on producing high quality knitwear for the Australian market. This Cuggi / Coogi is a different company to today’s Coogi. In those days, and I possess a vintage one with the original care labels, they were made in Australia and so too was the fabric woven here. This makes a big difference, a sense of control and hand in the product that can sometimes mean the difference between something magical and something replicable.</p><p>Speaking of which and on a side note; one of the most famous people said to have worn Coogi sweaters was Dr Huxtable in The Cosby Show. So much so that Coogi could sometimes be referred to as The Cosby Sweater. This is not true though. In fact, a Dutch designer named Koos Van Der Akker is credited with designing a good deal of Bill Cosby’s sweaters.</p><p>Back to the story. So, the reason I mentioned the two Coogis was because I want to remind our readers that some of the best of what companies produce comes from the authenticity of those that create it. There is a reason that Coogi is featured in the Smithsonian National Museum Of African American History and Culture for its cultural significance in shaping American culture - it is original. Lyrics by artists such as Biggie Smalls who raps <b>‘every cutie with a booty bought a Coogi’</b> exemplify how it became part of the lexicon of rap with the rise of artists such as Tupac Shakur and Snoop Dogg also wearing these unique sweaters. And it is the old Coogi that these guys were enamoured with. The Australian production, unique, referencing in a sense Australian indigenous culture, made from Australian yarns sourced by Taranto and his team, carefully woven to deliver, even to this day, a product which is still unmatched by others who are pursuing the same line.</p><p>Admittedly, the cut is a little odd at times and part of me wishes that I could go back in time and re-tailor these garments to get a more fitting result, but another part of me thinks they should remain exactly as they are. They are pieces of art that should not be disturbed. In Australia we have spent the last three decades outsourcing production as much as we could. Let the Chinese, Indonesians and Vietnamese weave our fabrics, okay now let them make our product too. So much so that eventually all that designers do in this country is press send on an email and then wait for the freight forwarder to tell them the container is in port. This is my least favourite thing about fashion and designing. Once, when I began my business, an artist friend of mine sent me a WH Auden quote, I have never forgotten it – “a poet’s hope; to be like some valley cheese, made local, prized elsewhere”. It serves to remind me often of what it is to make an authentic product. To have a hands on approach, to make something which is unique right down to the fibres you used. It is for this reason that I have a profound respect for Taranto and the early days of Cuggi / Coogi. This is a brand that epitomises the best of our country and what is has to offer. And yes, we have given so much of it away but then perhaps this paves the way for the next generation to pursue something for themselves - the next Coogi.</p><p>I would love to know where the fabric was woven and the techniques deployed but I gather that the last time anything was woven in this country it was a different and more disconnected world. What remains of fabric weaving in Victoria is now merely a tiny reference point to a country that was once far more active in turning our raw product into cloth. It was once said, and how long ago that time seems now, 'that Australia rode on the sheep's back'.</p><p>Today Coogi is headquartered in New York. It seems to have lost any authenticity. After Taranto sold the company when it was in financial difficulties in the early 2000’s the company changed hands a few times, nothing which I tracked with any enthusiasm. It’s current owners sell it very much to black American culture, it lacks any real authenticity and reference to Australia. It is effectively dead in the water because it has lost that founders touch. Until it comes back to Australia it will never be anything of great importance, for it is only the authenticity of the country and province of origin, like Camembert cheese is to French monks from the village of Camembert, or what the Barossa Valley is to Australian wine, that invokes in us that magic that makes you sigh - this is the real thing.</p><p>And so, in conclusion, I finally own a Coogi sweater, I bought a vintage one. It even says CUGGI on it. It is magnificent, textured, layered, colourful, cosy, vibrant and very comfortable to wear. I support local production, I hope that we have more Coogi’s develop out of our country. 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text-align: center;"><br /></div>strong-men-also-cryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04886423967653790240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044956066269410247.post-23009615787774906392023-08-18T07:31:00.001+10:002023-08-18T07:31:19.240+10:00The Exhibition Of Miniartextil Running Until September 3, Lake Como, Italy<p> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">What is fiber art? (We in Australia spell it as fibre) . It’s art made of textiles. Since the beginning of weaving textiles they have been used to create patterns. You might consider that art, it is in fact art. But over the past century a movement of artists steered away from traditional textiles prints and began to explore the medium in three dimensions, in textures and colours, weaves and patterns from a wide and varied range of techniques including knitting, embroidery, tapestry, felting and more.</span></p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;">What these techniques and mediums in fibre create is also wide an varied. From wall mounted tapestries to sculptures made of fibre, it is a unique world that steps away from most other means of creating art. Sometimes messages are embroidered or printed onto mediums, sometimes woven. Sometimes the form is an abstract expression of a shape or object conjured by the artist.</p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;">You may have seen our Instagram post from just after Christmas where I explored the winter exhibition in Lake Como, or perhaps you then saw my visit to the Palazzo Mocinego in Venice or to the home of Mimmo Totaro, one of the founding fathers of fibre art in Europe.</p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;">And the reason I mention all of this is because there is an exhibition currently running until September 3<sup data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1">rd</sup> in Como. It once again explores artists from Asia, Africa and Europe across a broad variety of expressions in fibre art. By all accounts it is an interesting exhibition.</p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;">Exhibition: Lake Como, Via Odelscachi – runs until September 3rd</p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><a data-sanitized-target="_blank" href="https://www.juliet-artmagazine.com/en/denudare-feminas-vestis-international-exhibition-of-contemporary-textile-art-in-como/" rel="noopener noreferrer" title="f">You can read more about the exhibition here.</a></p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><img alt="" src="https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0631/1341/files/ART_WORK_SCULPTURE_ABSTRACT_FIBER_ART_600x600.jpg?v=1692307489" /></p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"> </p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><img alt="" src="https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0631/1341/files/DRAPED_FABRIC_FIBER_ART_COMO_ITALY_600x600.jpg?v=1692307511" /></p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"> </p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><img alt="" src="https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0631/1341/files/FIBER_ART_COMO_EXHIBITION_2023_600x600.jpg?v=1692307535" /></p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"> </p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><img alt="" src="https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0631/1341/files/FIBER_ART_MINIARTEXTIL_600x600.jpg?v=1692307558" /></p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"> </p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><img alt="" src="https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0631/1341/files/FIBER_ART_SCULPTURE_MINIARTEXTIL_600x600.jpg?v=1692307580" /></p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"> </p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><img alt="" src="https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0631/1341/files/Photo_18-8-2023_7_03_27_am_7_600x600.jpg?v=1692307603" /></p><p data-mce-fragment="1" data-sanitized-data-mce-fragment="1" style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"> </p>strong-men-also-cryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04886423967653790240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044956066269410247.post-69516980212577107122023-07-06T10:55:00.005+10:002023-07-06T10:55:32.926+10:00AI - It's Here To Stay Whether We Like It Or Not<p> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Whether we like it or not, AI is here to stay and it is a game changer. It takes roughly 60 seconds to create these images. I have, since I began, started training my daughter to use it. I have explained to her that it is mostly limited by her imagination, and that if she learns to spell the words correctly and form the idea clearly in her head, the better the result. And she has been having a wonderful time with it, but mostly with Taylor Swift tributes... I will write more in the coming days, or will I? Since the AI word smith is also challenging the way we write too. Strange but awesome times. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioVvi3jd4OQboT-y3ZKn61xuEpm_fAcdjUgIA9tFYUKWmv1QMcXwxlYykNHeqiurOFPd9Hke3NcJp0e4XwHNECxCEYQP-WgQy8iJsTRdJ95GWzMa6dzu-rkfz_vnixjMhykbgycU_pQJUudAb8BBpJiBoYTBg_P8JKShhas3yt85MlB3Y_GGTRZ5-T_HI/s1024/BOW%20TIES%20ITALY.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioVvi3jd4OQboT-y3ZKn61xuEpm_fAcdjUgIA9tFYUKWmv1QMcXwxlYykNHeqiurOFPd9Hke3NcJp0e4XwHNECxCEYQP-WgQy8iJsTRdJ95GWzMa6dzu-rkfz_vnixjMhykbgycU_pQJUudAb8BBpJiBoYTBg_P8JKShhas3yt85MlB3Y_GGTRZ5-T_HI/w640-h640/BOW%20TIES%20ITALY.PNG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFAInKuTEeqmbbdu1PIXAW3coRmVbjQGKWAlod7EtSTT52n-gnx1ahuDmfASu9LerO8OvMHQTKPt6P1i5DgKnqNnASsjlxKErHpIL5-wdKY1gmYK92_FXoZBJBfTqEk3MKPKge7i6r1tbOIbaZhmUMehF3LYp_P8cU0YackMTa6tgZDazPWivvpDTWCHo/s1024/BOW%20TIES%20SYDNEY.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFAInKuTEeqmbbdu1PIXAW3coRmVbjQGKWAlod7EtSTT52n-gnx1ahuDmfASu9LerO8OvMHQTKPt6P1i5DgKnqNnASsjlxKErHpIL5-wdKY1gmYK92_FXoZBJBfTqEk3MKPKge7i6r1tbOIbaZhmUMehF3LYp_P8cU0YackMTa6tgZDazPWivvpDTWCHo/w640-h640/BOW%20TIES%20SYDNEY.PNG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLHECY6F7MaoXYgb2QfHDf9grMGJkaPxjN-kddkxjHk70gt9W9809np3Kr8XwPRdIMhfIFLbeGvIPHxlN1dOVmRP0YC-PnPlQietkAAoZtcGEseti8fjM35MF9d8xJh2hdUEVDk7ctLbVbhWCY5CdHy328MoxFlAI6-sMezBJYNCfrekAUeqN7d8UA-P8/s1024/SALVADOR%20DALI%20BOW%20TIE%20LE%20NOEUD%20PAPILLON.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="1024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLHECY6F7MaoXYgb2QfHDf9grMGJkaPxjN-kddkxjHk70gt9W9809np3Kr8XwPRdIMhfIFLbeGvIPHxlN1dOVmRP0YC-PnPlQietkAAoZtcGEseti8fjM35MF9d8xJh2hdUEVDk7ctLbVbhWCY5CdHy328MoxFlAI6-sMezBJYNCfrekAUeqN7d8UA-P8/w640-h640/SALVADOR%20DALI%20BOW%20TIE%20LE%20NOEUD%20PAPILLON.PNG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p>strong-men-also-cryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04886423967653790240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044956066269410247.post-37331014977772304372023-07-03T12:22:00.005+10:002023-07-03T12:22:32.964+10:00The 2023 Portrait Competition Winners Are ...<p> I have come into the Studio reluctantly. Somehow, despite
having been vaccinated or the winter flu, I managed to have picked up something
anyway. The old parlance of Australia is to call it a wog. As a young man I
used to take offence to that if I heard a white Australian refer to their flu
or bug as a wog. These days I find it rather amusing. You see we have all
become so offended by insults that I am finding insults exotic and wonderful
these days. When I was a young man I was insulted far more by my friends for
being of Greek heritage – “shut your sandwich box Atgemis those wog sandwiches
reek”. Casual racism like that is now removed from my daily life and perhaps it’s
Stockholm syndrome, but I kind of miss it. We were a school of hard knocks, a country
where you had to prove yourself. “I’ll show you wog sandwiches you BLEEP”. Most
of those that chided me are now my best friends. Those that didn’t change their
ways are not in my life.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">So, I have caught a wog. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">But I felt I should drag myself away from my iPad which
rests on one of our cushions, half cashmere half embroidered tropical leaves on
linen ground, on my big bed with my cashmere blankets strewn around. I am sick,
but not too sick that I can’t write this post, I guess. The important thing is,
I need to get on an declare the winner, rather than watch yet another David
Attenborough documentary where he tells me all the wonderful parts of nature
that we are destroying punctuated by a plea that there is still time for us to
make some changes, but that maybe it’s too late anyway. I am shocked that the
Holocene is being fucked by 1 degree Celsius. I thought the world would be a
little more resilient but given the way society is behaving at the moment, it
makes sense. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The winner is….<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The winner of this year’s first portrait competition is Paul
Horseshoer (no, that’s not his real last name). It came in late and unexpectedly.
As did most of your submissions. Paul is from Western Australia. It has a real
Russell Drysdale feel to it, but I hate it when people compare a piece of art
to another artist, but I do it anyway. What a wonderful surprise it was, the incongruency
of a man in a smoking jacket with his bow tie holding his beverage (beer or G&
T?) in that unforgiving red earth of Western Australia. As far as I am
concerned if I walked into the Art Gallery Of NSW I would consider it worthy of
being on wall that told stories of colonialism. The title of his artwork is : I
KNOT THEREFORE I AM . It was done with brush and oils on canvas. <o:p></o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Bc258ZtiGMKBmP2XW2HoqP6T6ZO39RLsNzMNxc5f9Eb4hxlbgVGIM6vSaLGe29WNaCA4j6nK0q7x8vxAjt5dcWYv9SXZSW8RhKmwijhizgWlMvBIreojIPKT8snlxLno__liUigdTAamCN958VwQHKY4HANoaM2O9y2twD2WWY5saGuJnf2doFqtiKM/s3386/paul%20horseshoer%20western%20australia%20bow%20tie%20portrait%20le%20noeud%20papillon%20competition%20winner%20june%202023.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3386" data-original-width="2500" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Bc258ZtiGMKBmP2XW2HoqP6T6ZO39RLsNzMNxc5f9Eb4hxlbgVGIM6vSaLGe29WNaCA4j6nK0q7x8vxAjt5dcWYv9SXZSW8RhKmwijhizgWlMvBIreojIPKT8snlxLno__liUigdTAamCN958VwQHKY4HANoaM2O9y2twD2WWY5saGuJnf2doFqtiKM/w472-h640/paul%20horseshoer%20western%20australia%20bow%20tie%20portrait%20le%20noeud%20papillon%20competition%20winner%20june%202023.png" width="472" /></a></div><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Congratulations Paul, you have a 1000AUD gift voucher to
spend on products at RRP. <br />
<br />
Then came the runners up. But, before I mention them, let me stop to thank all
of you. Anyone who put their hand to paper, picked up an apple pencil or even
loaded a description into AI gave some time to the portrait competition, and
time is precious. So, thank you. I really am honoured. But, in my mind, and perhaps
I am old school now, you have to perform to win. That being said, I hate competition
and wouldn’t know what to do if five more bow tie stores cropped up in Sydney…<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The runners up are as follows:<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Jonathan Newhouse – self portrait pencil on paper. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">What a work! Didn’t see it coming. It was exactly what I was
looking for, someone looking directly in the mirror to deliver something of
themselves onto a piece of paper. I loved, as did others, the gesture of the
hand across the torso. There is that intelligence from behind the glasses. There
is that respect for the style of bow ties he loves in the detail of his bow tie
and knot.</p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP8zo8QpbIPJ92hyjrY31OeNs_Z8VCZRb2AAmVD0pR6MB57JDyVPp4XX6FE2Gn8Qr4l_nnn9VNvIPUzBaxC1REJ_rb_ZDmCLvrsvXihvN9TpqzsyMOQyominiMu2RAkED2a6NLBHplmEMtH3AhLXM9tIVMMtUhGRUUmINreqrDyzRP3_g3XTwh3vT5X04/s2031/jonathan%20newhouse%20self%20portrait%20le%20noeud%20papillon%20competition.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2031" data-original-width="1500" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP8zo8QpbIPJ92hyjrY31OeNs_Z8VCZRb2AAmVD0pR6MB57JDyVPp4XX6FE2Gn8Qr4l_nnn9VNvIPUzBaxC1REJ_rb_ZDmCLvrsvXihvN9TpqzsyMOQyominiMu2RAkED2a6NLBHplmEMtH3AhLXM9tIVMMtUhGRUUmINreqrDyzRP3_g3XTwh3vT5X04/w472-h640/jonathan%20newhouse%20self%20portrait%20le%20noeud%20papillon%20competition.jpg" width="472" /></a></div><br /> <br />
<br />
Oliver Watts – self-portrait paper cut out<br />
This one arrived whilst I was sleeping after I shut the website on June 30<sup>th</sup>
– the last day of the sale. Again, unexpected but I was so glad that Oliver did
submit as I had been asking him for years. Oliver’s work was in the Archibald
this year, so if you want to see some of his work you can still see it hung at
the Art Gallery Of NSW. <o:p></o:p><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">I really love this piece. Oliver is properly gifted. I have
known him for many years, and we once used to sit opposite one another on Radio
ABC 702 in the evenings when I would discuss matters of cloth and menswear and
he would discuss art with host Dominic Knight. <br />
<br />
I won’t use any adjectives to describe the work for fear Oliver will say “that’s
not what it is, that’s not what it is at all” in some manner which will remind me
ever so slightly of the Lovesong Of J Alfred Prufrock.</p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNb7et7nerv94MOf7AGr6bPn6Kng9uwk81qK9spWmLOl7A_jVQP5aYBkmfBUITF8yLp6OzLgUKRfvzpNdMPt-4bHeJxMC08jqAWVXzIhNtVUSh8bpNQD-gg-6Zmd444fjfqAKPFavrq3hWTl7A-uxBjP6oJ85Ihsr-cL72EYcsa45Jt8ZeA7w5VPO4KOk/s1436/oliver%20watts%20bow%20tie%20competition%20winner%20le%20noeud%20papillon%20sydney%20australia.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1436" data-original-width="1000" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNb7et7nerv94MOf7AGr6bPn6Kng9uwk81qK9spWmLOl7A_jVQP5aYBkmfBUITF8yLp6OzLgUKRfvzpNdMPt-4bHeJxMC08jqAWVXzIhNtVUSh8bpNQD-gg-6Zmd444fjfqAKPFavrq3hWTl7A-uxBjP6oJ85Ihsr-cL72EYcsa45Jt8ZeA7w5VPO4KOk/w446-h640/oliver%20watts%20bow%20tie%20competition%20winner%20le%20noeud%20papillon%20sydney%20australia.png" width="446" /></a></div><br /> <br />
<br />
The final runner up – I have added a third – is Keiran Davis. Another one that I
didn’t see coming. A self portrait in water colour with mixed media in the form
of a butterfly bow tie which is made out of yuzen styled paper and mounted to
the artwork. Kieran had said that his very first bow tie was one that we made
in the direct shape of a butterfly. It is many years ago that we made that
shape more regularly and I will make some for the website in the coming months so
that you may have access to that shape again. <o:p></o:p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiugWPwHZ-_BA1wygi9EevH047nfRUSctoUq4Tjv82GrbQN1pl8rRrgV2f1XZEIgR7oN9BApYUP8jnFOQGjSwKotiGnwZEz2p8-09PMBGxITA-wDpAvD0P-wEZ-pCe4xgG8ioWNwiQKR8pWSS0pESUNc6TazhBKmvRA8ptouCTZ8guJzxWFH0nNuK-dapI/s1245/kieran%20davis%20bow%20tie%20self%20portrait%20competition%20le%20noeud%20papillon%20sydney%20australia.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1245" data-original-width="1000" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiugWPwHZ-_BA1wygi9EevH047nfRUSctoUq4Tjv82GrbQN1pl8rRrgV2f1XZEIgR7oN9BApYUP8jnFOQGjSwKotiGnwZEz2p8-09PMBGxITA-wDpAvD0P-wEZ-pCe4xgG8ioWNwiQKR8pWSS0pESUNc6TazhBKmvRA8ptouCTZ8guJzxWFH0nNuK-dapI/w514-h640/kieran%20davis%20bow%20tie%20self%20portrait%20competition%20le%20noeud%20papillon%20sydney%20australia.png" width="514" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">All runners up receive a 500 AUD voucher at RRP.<br />
<br />
In closing, I just want to say this – thank you. My job can be lonely. I am at
my best when I have a combination of both loneliness – in which to get my
creative work done – and liveliness – when I get to talk and interact with the
world of people I love, which includes my customers, even the ones I am
currently upset with. <br />
<br />
I will try to run another competition soon, maybe before the end of the year.
But I also like that it hasn’t happened for a while. You all know how to find
me if you need me. I will contact the winners directly to let them know. And
now I am back to nursing my ailing body.<br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" />
<!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p>strong-men-also-cryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04886423967653790240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044956066269410247.post-29985844221646138782023-05-27T10:35:00.002+10:002023-05-27T10:35:45.376+10:00New Silk Bow Ties Have Been Released Onto The Le Noeud Papillon Website<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ5CmTWd0_UdEbpzKKPWdtwrnKx_tktvGVYifLk868d6WSJJsCd6PxBiUIfgFC1DWa7wWk33SRRywTkeu6_HxEs3XHU6f9NxhXXuMitRdAD-gyz-oL9yUnSfywy6IS-DwG9QyVv98HZGHsi_kLt9Dh7Kd-ryGolghWsxrrqdStjxtl8nNHjaT3I_Yt/s1500/luxury%20silk%20bow%20ties.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="1500" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ5CmTWd0_UdEbpzKKPWdtwrnKx_tktvGVYifLk868d6WSJJsCd6PxBiUIfgFC1DWa7wWk33SRRywTkeu6_HxEs3XHU6f9NxhXXuMitRdAD-gyz-oL9yUnSfywy6IS-DwG9QyVv98HZGHsi_kLt9Dh7Kd-ryGolghWsxrrqdStjxtl8nNHjaT3I_Yt/w640-h640/luxury%20silk%20bow%20ties.png" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>There will be a sale on this weekend on the website - <a href="http://www.lenoeudpapillon.com">www.lenoeudpapillon.com</a> - and it will include some wonderful new additions to the one off pieces in our bow ties collection. 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You are just one click away or text +61413140994 day or night. </span></b></a></p>strong-men-also-cryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04886423967653790240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044956066269410247.post-33862144129879296462023-05-12T11:45:00.001+10:002023-05-12T11:45:29.697+10:00The More It Changes.... <p><span face=""Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="font-size: 15px;">This past weekend I went down to the mountains again and I was fortunate enough to arrive just as it began to snow. A very early snow. With flakes so large that outside of Michelago that I stopped my car just to soak it all in. The first snow of the season never grows old. A certain magic feeds into your day, and as guilty as I felt leaving the Sydney that weekend, where, fortunately, I did not have any wedding appointments due, those apprehensions dissolved instantly and were replaced by a sense of adventure. My car is all wheel drive, but I did not have winter tyres. The snow was falling so thick that my main concern was whether the road was going to turn into a slip and slide and what speed I ought to take. </span></p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"> <br />I was invited by friends to spend some time in the back of the park again. Out where the Snowy Hydro 2.0 was well under way. I spent the first night at the B and B of a friend, a wonderful chef, Jodie Evans, who runs rooms and a restaurant on the Alpine Way called <a data-cke-saved-href="https://www.crackenback.com/restaurant/" href="https://www.crackenback.com/restaurant/" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">‘Crackenback Farm’ . If you haven’t been there, I suggest you try it. My daughter believes that she makes the best Mac And Cheese she’s ever eaten</a>. The rooms are cosy and have that charm about them that you don’t find in many more modern stays. <br /> <br />Part of the reason I like to go off the beaten track with Jodie and her friends is that there is no internet out there. You can find it, but you need to take a 3km drive down to the dam where if you are lucky you will get one bar of a 4g signal in which to catch up on anything that might be important. You will pass brumbies on the way. Many of them pregnant. The rains that have been beating down on us over the past two years in Australia have meant the pasture is green and these wild horses have not much else to do but eat and breed. Where once I had never laid eyes on a brumby, now they seem almost commonplace and they are not the least bit disturbed by my presence. I found one, she was a beauty, all rich and velvety chocolate in the afternoon sunlight with a blonde mane of hair that reminded me of a Japanese surfer on Bondi Beach in the late summer, although they are also a rare sighting these days. <br /> <br />I took photographs and I did some initial sketches, of Alpine flora too, though this time from a book I bought and not from my own photos.<br /> <br />The weather is cold down there. Very cold. The ground was covered in snow, but by the day’s end it was rather patchy as the sunlight cleared off most of it, the remaining snow was under the trees and in the terrain where the sunlight was sparse. Patches of snow continued to fall off the corrugated roof and the drip from the awning continued until it froze again in the evening. <br /> <br />The benefits of no internet were that you talked. And you played music. And, one luxury I rarely get time to do these days - read a book. <br /> <br />I had decided to re-read one of my favourite all time books, <a data-cke-saved-href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Leopard" href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Leopard" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">The Leopard, by Giuseppe Tomasi Di Lampedusa</a>. If you haven’t read it, well, it’s one of those books you should do before you die.<br /> <br />I have been lamenting the death of many things of recent. My last email lamented the death of menswear at the Met Gala. It was perhaps more of a rant, but at this time I don’t wish to retract anything. We are being challenged on many fronts at the moment and for me there is something about Old World elegance that I wish to hold onto. A system of rules, a respect for what you wear and when you wear it. I am all for change, I am all for redefining things, but I don’t wish to break things apart entirely, the same way, even if I don’t necessarily believe that Jesus walked on water, I don’t spray paint all over my local church. The principles Jesus taught are excellent, I take from them what I need and I let go of that which I don’t think serve me. <br /> <br />So whilst the temperature outside went below freezing and I lay on a cold leather sofa with the heat of the fire soothing my somewhat balding head, I read my old novel of choice and I came across a passage that reminded me that no matter what we are dished up in our lifetimes as fodder in terms of political events and changes in circumstance, it is no different from whatever some other generation had undergone themselves. And so, as I stumbled upon this passage of text I found below, where Don Fabrizio, aka The Prince, is forced to take stock of the new world he now occupies post the dismantling of the Bourbon King of Naples and replaced with the “new Italy” that is emerging, I was reminded of what the French say, the more it changes, the more it stays the same. Which is why I love the chance to read a novel when I have those pockets of free time with nothing doing. I hope you enjoy the passage of text below and take from it what I took, which is this, yes, it all changes, but perhaps not as much as we might like to think.<br /> <br /> <br /><strong>“<br /> <br />The Prince had always taken care that the first dinner at Donnafugata should bear the stamp of solemnity: children under 15 were excluded from table, French wines were served, there was punch alla Romana before the roast; and the flunkeys were in powder and the breeches. On just one detail did he compromise; he never wore evening dress, lest he embarrass guests who would, obviously, possess none. That evening, in the “Leopard” drawing room as it was called the, the Celina family were awaiting the last arrivals. From under lace-covered shades, the oil-lamps spread, circumscribed yellow light: the vast equestrian portraits of past Salinas, where as imposing and shadowy as their memories. Don Onofrio had already arrived with his wife, and so had the arch-priest, who, with his light mantle, folded back on his shoulders in sign of gala, was telling the Princess about tiffs at the College of Mary. Don Ciccio, the organist, had also arrived (Teserina had already been tied to the leg of the scullery table) and was recalling with the Prince their fantastic bags in the Dragara Ravines. All was placid and normal when Francesco Paolo, the 16-year-old son, burst into the room and announced: “Papa, Don Calegero is just coming up the stairs. In tails!”<br /> <br />Tancredi, intent on fascinating the wife of Don Onofrio, realised the import of the news a second before the others. But when he heard that fatal word, he could not contain himself and burst into convulsive laughter. No laugh, though, came from the Prince on whom, one might almost say, this news had more affect than the bulletin about Garibaldi‘s landing at Marsala. That had been an event, not only forseen, but also distant and invisible. Now, with his sensibility to presages and symbols, he saw revolution in that white tie and two black tails moving at this moment up the stairs of his own home. Not only was he, the Prince, no longer the major landowner in Donnafugata, but he now found himself forced to receive, when in afternoon dress himself, a guest appearing in evening clothes. <br /> <br />His distress was great; it still lasted as he moved mechanically towards the door to receive his guest. When he saw him, however, his agonies were somewhat eased. Though perfectly adequate as a political demonstration, it was obvious that, as tailoring, Don Calogero’s tail-coat was a disastrous failure. The stuff was excellent, the style modern, but the cut appalling. The Word from London had been most inadequately made flesh in a tailor from Girgenti to whom Don Calogero had gone with his tenacious avarice. The wings of his cravat pointed straight to heaven in mute supplication, his huge collar was shapeless, and, what is more, it is our painful but necessary duty to add that the mayor’s feet were shod in buttoned boots.<br />“</strong><br /></p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3S3cKKxQZevuki5he5CEqE3vB5vdq8lytlaQdN4LGPQrhIypH6P0S4znvzg5f_6WJwDl-FQ8wirtDZNuE0fsFX13-fMCew9Cd8cktD9X_c4jDFuhSi_BNUGI5n7S9KwzoB5ysteH9GwNNUgDgxPnn5u38q3QrcByjIG81EKDQK3Kp8vZvUkBNJ8Ep/s1500/brumbies%20snowy%20mountains%20australia%20art%20artwork%20silk%20le%20noeud%20papillon.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1125" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3S3cKKxQZevuki5he5CEqE3vB5vdq8lytlaQdN4LGPQrhIypH6P0S4znvzg5f_6WJwDl-FQ8wirtDZNuE0fsFX13-fMCew9Cd8cktD9X_c4jDFuhSi_BNUGI5n7S9KwzoB5ysteH9GwNNUgDgxPnn5u38q3QrcByjIG81EKDQK3Kp8vZvUkBNJ8Ep/w640-h480/brumbies%20snowy%20mountains%20australia%20art%20artwork%20silk%20le%20noeud%20papillon.png" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" src="https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0631/1341/files/the_leopard_book_novel_tomasi_lampedusa_600x600.png?v=1683855765" /></strong></div><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"></p>strong-men-also-cryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04886423967653790240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044956066269410247.post-73924111419721705462023-04-07T13:19:00.003+10:002023-04-07T13:19:34.406+10:00Where To Find Bow Ties In Australia? There are so many reasons why you should consider engaging <a href="http://www.lenoeudpapillon.com" target="_blank">Le Noeud Papillon</a> - the range of shapes we have on file and in stock, the breadth of fabrics we have in silk, cotton, cashmere and the fifteen years of experience in making self tying bow ties means that we are far more likely to be able to turn your dreams into a reality than anyone else in the country. We are also available to talk to day and night simply be texting +61413140994 by Whatsapp or traditional text. And for those of you who live in Sydney, a visit to our Studio in Vaucluse should quickly put your mind at ease. So, why wait? Call us now on 0413140994 and see if we cannot be of assistance. <div><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq622sIM77qMkYxxYwu8LwC2-iHlW1DjrOHIrwEfCWRe4b8z1egKNrP-E64nqlDZEO8JipX08sM2xHhS0hLNQ1HGeGHQFKHTlTSUWFodM8im1IPI1A9YUrJY_PZFOsffY6tO-QqxsRGboodz5tcCvTNQaV9vJaDE_HVlCP39aLESHPIz3j-g3WeJWc/s1500/bow%20ties%20australia.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="1500" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq622sIM77qMkYxxYwu8LwC2-iHlW1DjrOHIrwEfCWRe4b8z1egKNrP-E64nqlDZEO8JipX08sM2xHhS0hLNQ1HGeGHQFKHTlTSUWFodM8im1IPI1A9YUrJY_PZFOsffY6tO-QqxsRGboodz5tcCvTNQaV9vJaDE_HVlCP39aLESHPIz3j-g3WeJWc/w640-h640/bow%20ties%20australia.png" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">New releases just loaded. <a href="http://www.lenoeudpapillon.com">www.lenoeudpapillon.com</a></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div><br /></div>strong-men-also-cryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04886423967653790240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044956066269410247.post-72810018722028903172023-03-13T11:34:00.003+11:002023-03-13T12:58:57.436+11:00Luxury Silk Black Tie Bow Ties Guide<p><span face=""Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="font-size: 15px;">To see the original article go to <a href="http://www.lenoeudpapillon.com">www.lenoeudpapillon.com</a></span></p><p><span face=""Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="font-size: 15px;">One would presume when talking on the subject of black silk bow ties that the discourse would be short. Black satin or grosgrain, a butterfly shape, what’s there to talk about? Right?</span></p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><br />But on the subject of black silk bow ties after fifteen years of making bow ties in our own workroom I could wax lyrical and take up an entire dinner party on the subject without drawing breath for an hour. Most would yawn, occasionally you will meet the black tie enthusiast who will at least find a portion of it fascinating.<br /><br />I wish to break it down for you into as many relevant bite size pieces so here goes.<br /><br /><strong>THE FABRIC</strong><br /><br />Mainly you have a choice between black satin silk and grosgrain. These are the staples. However there is a myriad of choices between satin weights and grosgrain weights that will affect the look of the bow tie.<br /><br /><strong>Satin Silk</strong><br /><br />Our house satin is rich and thick creating a very dimpled bow tie. However you can choose between slouchy satins which give more drape and then the stricter more cardboard like satin silks that you will find in English made bow ties. We keep all on file but ask that you read our descriptions before choosing yours. In all instances we suggest using our house satin for its supple qualities but we do also offer very rich satin silks that are rare to find. One example is our 170 pic warp and weft using AAA grade silk thread. It’s still not my favourite but it is of the highest quality thread and weave. Satin is famous for the brightest and punchiest look for a bow tie and certainly ties better than all other weaves of silk.</p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"> </p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><img alt="black satin silk bow ties guide" src="https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0631/1341/files/black_satin_silk_bow_ties_600x600.png?v=1678661330" /><br /><br /><strong>Grosgrain</strong><br /><br />Grosgrain simply means fat grain in French but it can also be commonly mistaken for faille weave which we often refer to as fine grosgrain on our website. It is known for its more muted tone as the grain refracts less light that satin silk. This weave is extremely different depending on weights and an additional type of grosgrain weave which is called an Ottoman, is also something you may choose. Always ask the question which is which if you are confused you should hold back. This is because if you are having a dinner suit made with a grosgrain it’s always important to finish the suit first so you can see the grosgrain before you choose your bow tie. We encourage you to send pictures to us first or else if you are in the area, drop in and show us in person.</p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><img alt="grosgrain silk bow ties luxury" src="https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0631/1341/files/phillip_fine_grosgrain_silk_bow_tie_le_noeud_papillon_600x600.png?v=1678661369" /><br /><br /><strong>Barathea</strong></p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><br />The Old World choice for your silk bow tie. This weave was originally developed for the military but its the choice of the discerning few for it’s muted weave. I highly encourage our customers to always consider it as an alternative to a satin silk bow tie as it has a lovely English sensibility to it.</p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"> </p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><img alt="black barathea silk bow tie" src="https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0631/1341/files/black_silk_bow_ties_barathea_600x600.png?v=1678661403" /><br /><br /><strong>SHAPES</strong><br /><br />When it comes to shapes we could be all day on this subject and there is much history on each shape as well as examples of famous people who have worn that shape but let me try to break it down for you.<br /><br /><strong>Modified Butterfly</strong></p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><br />This is the most common shape we sell and it is one we invented in 2010. It’s based on a Charvet batwing style of bow tie which has been made slightly taller and then we run a scoop on the underside in the manner of a traditional butterfly. This pattern allows for drape on the underside which is the preferred look of nearly all our customers. It is a little more difficult to tie but well worth the attention required.<br /><br /><strong>Diamond Point</strong><br /><br />A classic pointed shape on either side which also requires some attention in tying. It’s a wonderful bow tie for a peaked lapel dinner suit. It also works well for smaller and more pointed faces.<br /><br /><strong>Batwing</strong><br /><br />There are many cuts in batwing bow ties. Simply put the batwing means the bow tie has a straight edge on top and bottom. The most famous makers of batwing bow ties is Charvet of Paris, the people that inspired me to start making bow ties. Ours is a little bigger in the instance of our Remy shape, a little smaller in the case of our Juan and slim batwing shapes. You will find all these bow ties under our Black Tie Essentials page.</p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><img alt="black slim batwing silk bow tie" src="https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0631/1341/files/black_silk_bow_ties_slim_batwing_600x600.png?v=1678661440" /><br /><br /><strong>Jumbo Modified Butterfly</strong><br /><br />Often considered the Tom Ford of our bow tie range, this shape is for the bigger baller, the man who also wants a great deal of presence in their bow tie with an accentuated drape.<br /><br /><strong>Mini Jumbo Shape Bow Tie</strong><br /><br />This is a shrinking of the Jumbo drape for a strong drape presence in the bow tie but for a smaller face.<br /><br /><strong>Classic Butterfly</strong><br /><br />Really needs no instruction. A Savile Row style of bow tie, more English in it’s traditional appeal to menswear.<br /><br />This covers us for all our main shapes we offer. All other shapes we offer are experiments that have worked out well for us in terms of using style references over time to create unique shapes such as our spade head bow tie or our concave winged bow ties, in some instances we even create them to resemble butterflies or roses. It is an exciting part of our work which is usually done for bespoke customers seeking unique bow ties.<br /><br /><strong>LININGS</strong></p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><br />We don’t offer much information on linings because they can have a drastic impact on the bow tie and can offer either a slouchy and relaxed look, a plush bun like appearance or else a strict and structured stiffer bow tie. We keep over 20 linings on hand and encourage you to only enquire on a change in lining if you seek bespoke work. At all other times we choose the lining depending on the weight of silk and the desired look.<br /><br /><strong>CELEBRATION FABRICS</strong><br /><br />This is an all encompassing subject matter which in itself could take up a good deal of your time. To shorten that spiel, let me break it down for you simply.<br /><br /><strong>VELVET</strong><br /><br />Velvet is charming, soft, plush and warm. I encourage it to be used sparingly, its most fitting is for a home event with velvet slippers.<br /><br /><strong>LUREX</strong><br /><br />Satin silk often can be woven with metallic lurex or raised polymer fibres to add texture and lustre. It should be used where you are not wearing traditional black tie, eg: cream dinner jackets and jacquard woven fabrics on dinner jackets.</p><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.4; margin: 0px 0px 1em;"><img alt="black silk bow ties" src="https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0631/1341/files/black_silk_bow_ties_gold_lurex_600x600.png?v=1678661473" /><br /><br /><strong>TEXTURES, NEATS AND CHANGES IN COLOUR</strong><br /><br />This is where you have a dinner jacket that is not a traditional tuxedo / dinner jacket which requires you to choose something a little more elaborate or which compliments the jacket chosen. Be cautious, and err on the side of conservatism and revert back to classic black bow ties if you are unsure of your choice. For example, if you had a gold velvet smoking jacket and were looking to pair it with a gold bow tie and can’t find the right kind of gold or design in the fabric, revert back to a black satin silk bow tie.</p>strong-men-also-cryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04886423967653790240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044956066269410247.post-67582014714579628302023-02-26T09:44:00.004+11:002023-02-26T09:44:35.954+11:00New Watch Straps Are Online - They Speak For Themselves<p> Don't miss them it is a small batch and most likely won't be repeated. <a href="http://www.lenoeudpapillon.com">www.lenoeudpapillon.com</a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidApJtAV1MP7rrgxzvDGFrf7zRLacJo0zhPt3hCQrdCJ10HNRhTg04O2AUjaJC02T0g2GsrMVMKnHaQZSHUhcqZDcbm_o21d59hOzahgHAbEyeydgfLYI1ovtHMa-m9FqAKa_s2DEtt1VEy6mL7Ja-inSUrPcU_XVNGVBrNJ21hBopcsnMbqR1hqyV/s1799/sapphire%20blue%20watch%20strap%20le%20noeud%20papillon%20sydney%20australia.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1799" data-original-width="1500" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidApJtAV1MP7rrgxzvDGFrf7zRLacJo0zhPt3hCQrdCJ10HNRhTg04O2AUjaJC02T0g2GsrMVMKnHaQZSHUhcqZDcbm_o21d59hOzahgHAbEyeydgfLYI1ovtHMa-m9FqAKa_s2DEtt1VEy6mL7Ja-inSUrPcU_XVNGVBrNJ21hBopcsnMbqR1hqyV/w534-h640/sapphire%20blue%20watch%20strap%20le%20noeud%20papillon%20sydney%20australia.png" width="534" /></a></div><br /><p></p>strong-men-also-cryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04886423967653790240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044956066269410247.post-5254598242237244202023-02-26T09:39:00.004+11:002023-02-26T09:39:09.769+11:00This Year We Want To Do Neats Comprehensively <p> This year we want to offer you every navy and black you can imagine as part of our hope of becoming the one stop shop for all your wedding and celebration needs. The first of many new neats are now up on the website at <a href="http://www.lenoeudpapillon.com">www.lenoeudpapillon.com</a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR40tCobS7G2YzQug4rEbAJlPITQlgQxP7LXq_AaIdu44k9Xk7PXXsLp1P6OaaehMUqUBU8X-2qr4ROyQ9N7T_N4BmWefFdGewevAShlPh82e3RpPwdK-dRULXsdlEl8LsghGpfX8chLcGZDo8DkP1lOijzqHvUL4LJi0mlFpcyPLtBs_NUYKIhXSO/s1996/navy%20silk%20bow%20ties%20luxury%20le%20noeud%20papillon%20sydney%20australia.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1468" data-original-width="1996" height="470" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR40tCobS7G2YzQug4rEbAJlPITQlgQxP7LXq_AaIdu44k9Xk7PXXsLp1P6OaaehMUqUBU8X-2qr4ROyQ9N7T_N4BmWefFdGewevAShlPh82e3RpPwdK-dRULXsdlEl8LsghGpfX8chLcGZDo8DkP1lOijzqHvUL4LJi0mlFpcyPLtBs_NUYKIhXSO/w640-h470/navy%20silk%20bow%20ties%20luxury%20le%20noeud%20papillon%20sydney%20australia.png" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>strong-men-also-cryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04886423967653790240noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6044956066269410247.post-88721980640828034982023-02-26T09:35:00.003+11:002023-02-26T09:35:39.963+11:00Thoughts on Como And What I Told La Provincia<p> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Thoughts on Como And What I Told La Provincial</span></p><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">There are places you go to when you are younger as a tourist on a bus or a boat. I grew up in an aspirational middle class, the grandson of a fishmonger on one side and a cafe owner on the other. My father worked very hard and was successful and his passion was travel. So he would bundle us all up at every chance he got and we would go to all sorts of places but always, seemingly, in a hurry. So as a young boy I had a different desire, I always wanted to go somewhere and plonk myself long enough that I felt like I was a local. Unfortunately, I wasn’t gifted enough in any of my skills that I was seconded anywhere nor did I strike a career path in my own business that allowed me to freely get up and go work anywhere in the world. So by the time I found my craft I was well and truly fixed in my city, Sydney, Australia.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">That being said I did a small stint in London and a smaller stint in New York and Paris. I would not dare to say I was gainfully employed in any of those cities, instead I was restless and took odd jobs wherever I went.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">That has changed somewhat with my business over time and now I do consider Como, Italy somewhat of a second home and somewhat of a base from which I explore Europe. I have my favourite hotel, I know the staff by name, I have my friends there, though I work with many of them so the lines are blurred, and I have my favourite bars and restaurants that I visit each time.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">I have watched the silk industry change substantially since I went to Como, and the city too in many respects, and that is what I wish to write about today.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">I can still recall my first trip very clearly. A small dingy hotel, it was cold in May, I wore black jeans a lot that trip, with my RM Williams Crsftsman chelsea boots in a brown, a limited edition leather that had been done for the movie Australia. I had a Burberry Macintosh that I wore at that time too. I had no idea what I was doing. I distinctly remember those bare trees as I walked the streets whilst light drizzle and mist covered the streets and dragon’s breath hugged the mountains around. In those days the restaurants were a little more sparse, there was one McDonalds and it was reasonably empty, I knew nobody and I had no idea what I was doing. I had gone there because I had read somewhere on the internet that all great silk came from Como, Italy and I had found a wholesaler of ties with an address in Como. That was all.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">At a dinner one night with a tie maker called Diego at a restaurant called Hemingway he told me where I could find a business that would sell me silk. I met a man called Carlo who was wearing a bow tie and I came to like him and the manner in which he conducted himself and I placed my first order for silk.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">In the years that followed I would take out my Tom Tom and rent a car and I would use every contact I had to get to the next contact and scour the landscape looking for these places that were off the beaten track, certainly nowhere near Como central and, parking my car at the gate, I would press on the buzzer and speak what pigeon Italian I could to get in front of the next silk merchant.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Quite a few of those companies I first went to no longer exist or have either merged or been bought out by competitors. Many of those first account managers I had no longer work in the industry or have since retired. As I write this I am listening to my playlist of Chopin nocturnes and so it makes me rather pensive and somewhat nostalgic. My hatchbacks were usually stick shift and those Tom Tom’s sometimes took me on a veritable odyssey of the Italian countryside. I don’t miss those days but there is something to be said of life before Google and Apple Maps where you are spoon fed almost every detail door to door.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Today the landscape of Como is very different for me. I arrive at Milan airport, pick up my car that was pre booked months before, by the time I get to Como I collect my e tag (which did not exist back then, you had either coins or a Visa card that was temperamental). There are no cashiers on the roads anymore. We don’t notice progress in increments but looking back now it seems much clearer.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">When I arrive at my hotel I feel like I am at my second home. The staff greet me and I have come to be known at Mr Papillon. I think it’s easier than saying Mr. Atgemis … I know my room back to front, I know how to work the windows to open them right up and get that cold air flowing through the room. I look out over the square outside my window and I prepare for the week ahead on my desk. My ritual now resembles my ritual in Sydney too. I stretch in the morning, shower, take breakfast and write a list of affirmations and then my list of things to achieve that day.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">The looms are now on Google of course and so my friend Carlo and I map out who we will see that day and onwards we go. He now drives a Tesla and there is charging pad in his car for our phones. The only reason I don’t sit back and relax is that Carlo drives like a maniac and I want to witness my own death if it is to come. I once took my attention off him and found him driving up a one way street in the wrong direction on a steep escarpment. When I raised the alarm in a firm voice he swore to me black and blue it was a two way, only later apologising that ‘they must have changed the road rules recently, it was always a two way’.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">He speaks Italian, French and English. I speak Australian English and childish French. We make it work for us as best we can. Sometimes when get stuck we revert to our French, mine, he says, with an American accent, his to me like he is speaking Italian in French.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">These days we stop for coffee to charge his Tesla because I am one of those people that can’t understand people who do anything on less than 30%. At 30% I see the end of my life as I know it coming. We are all God’s children so I forgive him, it’s something I think we are always going to have to disagree on. But lately he seems to listen more and so we charge the Tesla some days when its getting low.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Carlo is formally retired now. What we do together is more out of friendship. That friendship has seen many changes in both our lives. When I met him his children were my daughter’s age. His daughter is now a considerate and charming young woman, his son a strapping young man with his own hopes and dreams and already on his path in life. He is unlikely to enter the textiles trade, instead he hopes to create digital content. I cannot blame him, he has seen how hard his father worked for a salary that I don’t think warrants the work and time he put into his customers. The jobs in textiles are not ‘sexy’. They are technical and require a lot of work and the pool of business diminishes with each passing year. And his son is emblematic of what I told La Provincia when we met a couple of weeks ago to talk about life after three years of Covid and returning to Como in person to source, select and develop silks for the year ahead.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">When I sat down in Como with the team at La Provincia I considered the three years that had passed since I was last in the office. I had shed about 20 kilos since that time, my hair was much whiter, my beard too. I was less restless than I was back then and I felt very happy that day, as though just to be there again was an accomplishment itself.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Opposite me was Enrico Marletta, the very same journalist that had seen me the time before. And so too was Antonella Corengia, a woman I have come to know as a friend, who does a lot of their social media and content editing. She is fashionable and elegant, a very fit woman who cycles rigorously and religiously and doesn’t mind a Boomerang on Instagram (I have never understood Boomerangs). We had stayed in contact all through Covid and I had brought with me a gift for her, one of our Australian Brumbies scarves, which, if any of you follow our Instagram handle, you will have seen me tying said scarf on her. I didn’t really know what I wanted to say to Enrico about coming back to Italy but as the meeting went on and Carlo translated, I found the words to the feelings that had been ruminating in me since I arrived. And these are my thoughts, which may or may not have been conveyed in the article.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">The hub for textiles that is Como is one of the great wonders of this world. It is not just a series of factories that produce textiles in a copy and paste environment. Is it a world where creativity and textiles engineering come together in such a unique manner that if it were to go the world would be significantly poorer for it. It needs to be preserved and it needs to be nurtured. As I said on an Instagram post, you don’t just come here for the lake, nor the mountains, you don’t come here just for the restaurants and the pride that the owners take in sourcing their food, you don’t come here for the wine or the truffles, the characters that run the looms, the looms themselves, the print houses nor the local coffee shop where you stop between meetings. Nor do you come for the idiosyncrasies of Italians and the way they live, nor the history that dates back to the pagans before the Romans. You don’t come here like that. You come here for everything, for the whole package, the way writers and artists descend on Paris or New York. Como is for textiles what the arts are for those cities. It is a melange, a milieu, the best of what Italy has to offer where culture, creativity and technical brilliance converge to produce the finest fabrics as a by product of everything else that Como is. The fabrics are the output but there are so many inputs that make it so.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">To my mind I consider the province of Como as one of those world heritage sites, as wonderful as the Pyramids in Egypt, as breathtaking as Paris at night. You can’t recreate it, you can’t place it anywhere else. It is where it is for a reason and it must must must be preserved. And the problem that presents most prominently for the future of Como is …people. Covid has caused many of the looms to merge or close. It has made it much harder for the locals to find labour, energy prices are soaring and, most importantly, the younger generation is not inspired to take up the slack because the world is changing rapidly and young people don’t see any opportunity in the business. They have seen their parents work long and hard hours in an industry that is in decline as more and more fashion companies take their production to lower cost countries. They see the ride of social media and a shift to everything being in a cloud and on a subscription. The industry is dominated by companies that are owned by families and those families themselves don’t have children that want to take up the slack as their parents wind down the companies that often have been owned by one family for very nearly a century and sometimes even longer.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">I do not purport to have the answers, these are merely my observations. At meetings I find myself seated opposite people in their fifties, sixties and seventies. Often their children study or live abroad, their businesses are focused on fabrics which are used in products that are seeing a decline in consumption. Neck ties are a wonderful example. Bow ties too. Covid has rapidly changed the way people dress and less and less people are using pieces of cloth around their neck in general. Scarves, foulards, ascots, bow ties, neck ties - these are items of clothing that have been shunned by the next generation. And in every meeting I do my best to ask each and every fabric producer “are you working on any new products?” . Some are. Many aren’t. As one of my account managers said to me in a meeting “we believe that trends come and go, for the time being we see that ties are no longer fashion, but this we believe will change in the coming years”.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">I disagree. I believe that Covid has had a profound impact on menswear that’s effect will be felt progressively in the years to come. The same way that the advent of World War 1 and the Spanish influenza changed clothes considerably in the years that followed, I believe the same will be said one day for Covid. The worker’s revolution, the stay at home worker, the “rethink” of work life balance has meant that people have steered away from classic menswear and business attire forever. The neck tie to them is a symbol of corporate slavery. You only have to look at the way Hollywood stars are turning up to celebration events in skirts or the way Harry Styles makes clothes fluid to see that the cat is out of the bag.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Only by making products that appeal to the new wave of menswear will there be any reprieve. But that in itself poses a problem. The fabrics that form a great deal of the production in Como have or were centred around jacquard and printed silks used for the most part in fashion accessories from scarves to neck ties. And they are for the most part made in natural fibres, silk being the most predominant fibre that comes to mind. Yes, some of the looms are producing for home furnishings and I think this is really smart. There will always be a demand for high end fabrics in this manner. But what about fashion, and specifically to my own realm of fashion, what about menswear?</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">When I scan a mountain side these days I rarely see skiers where anything other than polymer fibres on the mountain, and around the neck the buffs they use are usually technical polymer fibres. The same could be said for sports of other varieties like cycling and mountain climbing. In work people wear little to nothing around their necks and often prefer these days to have a gilet or puffer jacket again in man made technical fibres. When I pass tailoring shops in Como I rarely if ever see a client inside. When I go for meetings in Como, or in Sydney for that matter, I rarely see men wearing suits. At best I see jeans and a jacket. In Como, thankfully, most men will still wear a tie to a meeting with a client. But behind the scenes the makers do not. Nor do the people you pass in the street.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Also being lost concurrently is the art of tying a piece of cloth. That way you used to see an Italian woman effortlessly knot a scarf or foulard around the neck is dead. I often spend time with Italians showing them how to tie bow ties and foulards. They themselves wear them so infrequently.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">Almost every book I have ever read set in Europe often tells the tale of decay. Swann’s Way tells the death of French society as Swann chooses his mistress Odette instead of choosing a woman of his class. Lampedusa’s Il Gattorpardo (The Leopard) tells the story of the last days of the Bourbon reign in Southern Italy. I could go on. Europe in decay has always been a story that’s familiar. And you can see it as you go around Como, those villas that once were the homes of the great fabric traders of their time. The aristocracy that once held homes by the lake where now it is owned by Russians or Americans who descend upon their in the high season (well maybe not the Russians right now). And decay is fine, it’s always been that way, you only need to spend a day in Rome to know that life continues on regardless.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">But Como? That inimitable hub of creativity and technical brilliance converging - it is under threat. It lacks a new generation, it lacks a purpose unless it transforms itself again and again. Some might say “but tourism becomes the main driver”. Maybe. But tourism works on Sundays in winter and for the three to four months of summer. The backbone for centuries has been fabrics and fabrics is in the DNA of the province. If Brussels had any brains they wouldn’t send out directives that fabric production in Europe should be a thing of the past, that they should focus on other industries. Because that will merely mean another industry lost when all it needs is fresh blood and some renewed vigour.</span><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><br style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;" /><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;">I lunched with one owner of a factory, he is one of the most fascinating characters I have met. Recently he acquired his competitor and now has a veritable monopoly over one style of silk. He asked me. “How old do you think I am?” . I said sixty five. Thank you he said, he was seventy two. “Seventy two” I said, “so how many good years do you think you have left and what happens to your looms when you are too old and too tired to keep running them? All I have seen is men and women over fifty working in this industry, where is the new blood?” He didn’t have an answer for me. We don’t live forever and as I said earlier, decay is everywhere. Como is no different. So what will come of this hub after myself and all my contacts have run out of steam? 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In her magical song Brand New Key which I love for its attitude, its simplicity and its childlike almost nursery like beat (if that were the correct musical term here); there is this lyric that really resonates with me at the moment when she says: <p></p><p>"I ride my bike I rollerskate don't drive no car, Don't go too fast but I go pretty far, For somebody who don't drive, I've been all around the world, Some people say I've done alright for a girl."<br /><br />Sometimes I feel a little like Melanie. Don't go too fast, gone pretty far and you know what, some people say I've done alright for a girl (I would like girl to be gender neutral here please). Wink emoji. </p><p>New bow ties have been loaded onto the website and to all those that have put up with me for all these years and still use our website, I don't deserve you, but I thank you anyway.</p><p><a href="http://www.lenoeudpapillon.com">www.lenoeudpapillon.com</a></p>strong-men-also-cryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04886423967653790240noreply@blogger.com0