If you've looked in my shop lately, you've seen that I have become obsessed with bright tropical prints. My hunger for colors has never felt more insatiable- next thing I am going to want to decorate my room with inflatable palm trees and lawn flamingos like I used to have it in 1986 when I was a Miami Vice obsessed pre-teen. I don't foresee any plane tickets to Tahiti in my immediate future, but in a way that makes my dreams of the tropics even, well, dreamier, because right now they exist for me only in imagination and myth. And in Henri Rousseau paintings....
Paintings by Henri Rousseau. Dresses can be found in the shop.
One of my favorite songs about having a good time in the land of the sun:
Warning: silliest video ever.
Those images reminde me of the restaurant in The Nut Tree...and many a childhood memory. The row of giant sawhorses and the puppet shop...huge overly decorated lollypops that I never ate but insisted on having, just so I could look at one for a full year. Finally in high school, the place changed, closed...and the memories shifted to the paintings..and collaborated with the newness of learning depth in poetry...Tiger Tiger burning bright watching me with cateyes in the night...
Posted by: Temple | 06/28/2012 at 10:54 AM