Petals of silk saturated with color. Nothing holds dye like silk, especially silk taffeta. It has an intensity that is luminous and reminds me of a big glass jar of water with a drop of dye just beginning to be swirled in — transparent color. Jell-O blooms. Beautiful.
And taffeta has its own sort of scrumptious, crunchable qualities. It crumples and gathers in my favorite way, it's cowlick-y, and full of highlights and shadows. I sat under various piles of blossoms yesterday, finishing various new things and old. Finishing old things is never as exciting as beginning new, but there is a certain understated satisfaction in having done so. And a freedom. Appropriate for the beginning of the new year, I think. Now if only the Christmas decor would kindly put itself away. I really don't feel like doing that.
I'm beside myself with excitement over the possibility of seeing Miss Potter next weekend (I think it opens here January 12, but I'm not sure), brought to us by the inimitable Chris Noonan, the magician who kept Babe tinged with wonder and delight (and, speaking of luminescence, that color — I love the way color appears in that movie, those incandescent greens — well, I just love everything about that movie). It looks like Miss Potter will be every bit as magical, possibly moreso. I watched a short "making of" documentary this morning and . . . well . . . I'll just say I am very very very much looking forward to this movie!!!
I watched a lot of movies this past weekend, as Andy worked almost the whole time. I finally saw Elizabethtown, of which I knew absolutely nothing, and I have to say I loved it. Might be my new favorite movie. (People either loved or hated this movie. Don't read the reviews, though, and do try to forget that Tom Cruise and Cameron Crowe had anything to do with it.) (Update: I like Cameron Crowe and his movies a lot, I just sort of liked this movie better when I thought it . . . came out of nowhere . . . and I was more forgiving of some of the plot hiccups. I forgive them anyway, of course, but you know what I mean — C.C.'s a pro now, etc., so there's a certain . . . expected veneer . . . but it's okay, really.) Coincidentally, only hours after I saw it, Garden State was on cable so I watched that again, too. (They have some similarities. GS seems . . . riskier . . . less polished [obviously] . . . love this movie . . . the kiss in the quarry . . . agh . . . love that.) I also just finished reading a book I really liked called Everything Changes by Jonathan Tropper. I've been wanting to make a list of books that got turned into movies where I liked the movie better than the book, like Wonder Boys by Michael Chabon. Love that movie. I was not surprised to see from Jonathan Tropper's web site that Everything Changes is in movie development with Tobey Maguire's production company. I kept picturing Tobey Maguire as the main character as I was reading. But anyway, ramble ramble. I also watched Big Fish, Bridget Jones's Diary (great new year's movie), Love Actually, and . . . Freaky Friday (new).
I guess I'm glad that it's back to business now. I'll be updating my site this week . . . and hopefully leaving the house, egads. Help.