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July 28 2010

I've just posted a new essay up at my blogspot site all about the million dollar trooper, Mr. Gary Cooper.

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July 19 2010

It's that time of year again! The Tour de France is on, and my man Denis Menchov is looking very strong. It's been an exciting Tour so far to say the least, and I'm glad they've returned to form by placing the Pyrénées stages at the end, but there have been many injuries, disqualifications, dramatic crashes & mechanical failures, and some of my favourite riders have been forced to abandon, or are riding with broken bones and bandages. I get the feeling the race organisers tried to pack a little bit too much excitement into this year's Tour - including cobblestone stages and 23 categorised climbs - to make up for last year's rather dull showing. More true than ever, only the very strongest will survive to see Paris... and a very special "allez!" to Canadian Ryder Hesjedal, from my family's hometown of Victoria, BC!

The second part of my summer ritual is watching my favourite summer movie, "The Good Thief". A remake of the 50's French heist classic "Bob Le Flambeur", starring Nick Nolte, Nutsa Kukhianidze, Saïd Taghmaoui, and Tchéky Karyo, it is flawlessly smooth and sparkling like fine champagne, with a dark blue heroin & hip hop edge. It's got Rat Pack swagger, a fabulous soundtrack and the dialogue snaps along like bebop Mamet. Bob Montagnet is Notle's high water point. Highly recommend this film.

Finally, just a little hello and thank you to all my latest website visitors, from New Zealand, the Phillippines, Iran, Russia, China, Japan and from just down the road! Hope you enjoy these little updates & have a great summer!

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July 7 2010

So the boys asked for a "vintage Ringling Brother's circus" poster this time... what do you think?

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June 16 2010

I know I'm totally biased, but my boyfriend's band are really ace. It's not just about the music, which is fantastic and fun, it's also about the eclectic family that is the band's nucleus, complete with bratty little brothers, wild child aunties, prankster uncles and terrorizing toddlers. We're artists, filmmakers, painters, art directors, music distributors, clothing designers, landscape architects, stone masons and actors, and in a city full of great bands, our crazy family of creative savants helps to make this band unique. Many bands only spend the time it takes to knock out a few songs in each other's company, but we are true friends - working together to make a great product, and then getting drunk and laughing our heads off together - more travelling carnival than boring old rock show.

When I think of picturesound, I think of sunshine - not just because the music is sunny, blissful pop full of great hooks for dancing, but because the whole family makes me genuinely happy, like sunflowers and lemonade. This new monthly residency is a real Mad Ferret family function - everyone has pitched in to pull it together, on our home turf at Ossington & Dundas. We hope you'll join us!

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June 3 2010

When Plaid Magazine interviewed me, they asked "do you work well under pressure?" and obstensibly the answer should be yes, since I always have four thousand projects in the air at once, but the truth is, I do not work well under pressure at all! My best work always happens when I have time to let it grow naturally, organically. Often when I'm working, I feel like I'm not the creator, but the vehicle; the work creates itself, I'm merely the hand by which it comes into existence. So pressure, or being pressed for time, does not bode well for good work, but I also love working in several mediums at once, and I always have more than one project - and occassionally too many! - on my plate at any given time.

For the last few weeks, however, I've had only three projects and nothing but time, and it's been beautiful! I've been singing while I work again, getting to know the birds in my neighbourhood, and feeling really good and relaxed about all my art. I just sent a huge portfolio off to New York and LA, and I've already started work on the next one, I've done a bunch of new gig posters and have started working on album art, and I've been researching for a little book I'm writing & illustrating. Although the pressure to do more is ever present, I have to keep telling myself not to feel guilty for having the time to do what I love stress-free - it won't last forever!

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April 24 2010

My studio is so dreamy this morning, sun pouring in and birds all singing in the trees outside. Here is my workspace: a mood board that needs mounting; Gucci platforms I wore to my sister's wedding; yet another reason to move to Copenhagen: Dansk magazine; French curves and a scale ruler; Marimekko sewing kit and Lotta Jansdottir tissue holder; Chinese lanterns in a wine carafe from the '76 Olympics; my Central Park mug and MoMA calendar from two trips to NY with my diplomat brother. On the radiator is 'Grandad', a toy raccoon my grandmother made, which I smuggled home & renamed when my grandfather died. Hanging from the disused gas light mount is a carved Haida necklace Granny gave me for my 28th birthday. In the silver frames are pictures of pictures of flowers in silver frames. The floor is usually completely covered with sketchbooks, magazines, photos and drawings, but today is a tidy day... :)

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April 1 2010

Last month I was interviewed for a feature article in a new fashion + lifestyle magazine called Plaid. The interview was really fun. The writer and I met for a drink at the Drake Hotel bistro and gabbed for two hours about everything from my grandparents to Givenchy. I'm sure it must have been difficult to condense it down to what appears in the article... when I get talking, I do tend to blather! Anyway, check out the magazine, as I think it's bound for great things...

www.plaidmag.com

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March 27 2010

I've worn this ring every day for the last four years. It was my great-grandmother's wedding ring, and then it was my grandmother's wedding ring, and now it's mine - married to a long line of great women. Maybe one day I'll pass it on to a daughter, or a niece...

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March 3 2010

My beautiful grandmother turns 100 this year. Her short term memory has blinked out like a light, but she still remembers her childhood like it was yesterday. When I sit with her now, she reads me Swedish from the backs of ancient postcards, or tells me stories about family long gone, people I only know from faded brown photographs.

Granny was feminist before the term existed. She had an IQ higher than genius, and a desire to do more with her life than just make babies - and she is a stubborn bird, so she did just that. She had a career before it was socially accepted for a woman to have one, spoke several languages and traveled the world with them, was a fierce intelllectual until the minute her memory gave way, and had the last of her three children when she was 40 - in 1950. She bucked every expectation of women of her era, and lived the life she wanted no matter who looked down their nose at her.

When I look at this photograph, I see all the things she is all at once. Demure yet made of steel, beautiful, intelligent and ageless, älva and imp. She has given me more than I could ever thank her for, and though she sometimes needs reminding where she is these days, she's still sharp as a tack, witty and gruff, and I love her more than I could ever explain.

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January 20 2009

Germany was enlightening in so many ways...

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January 12 2009

Off to Germany today! Auf Wiedersehen!

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December 29 2009

Omotesando Hills, Tokyo 2009

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December 29 2009

Just got back from Japan! Wow, what a trip... I'm jetlagged and exhausted and full of inspiration. I took over a thousand photographs and have already started work on a collection of Spring '10 / Swimwear textiles. Kawaii!

Tokyo was so beautiful, and surprisingly peaceful for a city of 13 million people. It was easy to find total serenity, or absolute chaos, depending on your mood. I spent two nights in Kabukicho - Tokyo's "red light district" - with my beautiful friend Ben from Taipei, shopped till we dropped in Harajuku and Omotesando Hills, braved Hachiko Gate at Shibuya, navigated ten floors of trains at Tokyo Station, gained a new appreciation for udon in open-air izakayas, then visited my brother in picturesque Motoyoyogi-cho for a few days.

Then it was off to Osaka on the bullet train, and from there took the Hankyu line to Kyoto and Nara. I fed the wild deer, watched a festival that dates back to the Black Plague, wandered through Gion, took pictures of Mt. Fuji, and saw the whale sharks at the aquarium. And at last, my brother married his sweetheart in a traditional Japanese ceremony! San San Kudo!

Now it's home for a few minutes over the holidays, meeting my brand new 'nephew' Fionn (congrats Rae and Scott!!), then an eight-day trip to Germany in mid-January! I can't complain... Happy new year all!

Ben and I found inner peace and lattés at the Meiji Shrine

Kyoto, 2009

Kabukicho on a Saturday

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December 7 2009

Current inspiration includes death, and a photograph of Anton Newcombe playing guitar like a Pentacostal snake handler, with one half-open eye rolled back in his head...

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November 21 2009

A little psychedelic something for my old pal Chris...

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November 08 2009

Last week I lost someone very important to me as an artist. My friend and influence, Chris Rogers, passed away unexpectedly at the too young age of 35. As a painter, his talent was unmatched, and his warmth, wonderful smile and joie de vivre I cherished. Even the briefest encounter with Chris left an indelible mark. His spark lit a flame in me as an artist and as a person, and losing him is a very sad event indeed.

This afternoon, I walked along Queen St West and realised that it won't be the same without Chris. Everywhere I looked, I saw reflections of him - the galleries he showed at, the cafés and restaurants he spent time in; the very street itself is such an expression of his amazing, unique personality. Chris was vibrant, talented, kind, intelligent, fun, eclectic and a true joy to be around. I'm so grateful that I was lucky enough to know him these last 20 years. He'll be with me for the rest of my life in the music and art we both loved, his spirit a constant inspiration.

If I could speak to him one more time, I would tell him that he changed my life and I loved him for it, and that I'd worried about him, but had faith he'd find his way. I'd tell him he was tops.

Christopher Jordan Rogers, 1974 - 2009

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April 18 2009

Once again, the last few months have been very, very productive & busy!  We’re in the middle of packing up the studio in preparation for moving – the new studio is sunny and lemony-bright with a private balcony, and is bicycling distance from all the best things in the city, just in time for summer weather.  Can’t wait to move in!  Hopefully all the fun distractions of the neighbourhood don’t prove to be more tempting than work!

And speaking of work, last February mine appeared at the renowned international fashion & textile trade show Premier Vision in Paris, and has been picked up by Stüssy, Sears, Juicy Couture Kids, Top Shop and a few others, thanks to my fabulous agent, so it seems the economic downturn hasn’t put too much of a dent on the textiles industry.  Thank goodness people still need to wear clothes!

Finally, next week Earth Day and Alternative Fashion Week converge in the Distillery District with a series of runway shows by Canadian designers committed to sustainability.  My friend Anika Kozlowski’s collection “Anika” begins at 7pm on the 22nd, in the Fermenting Cellar – which sounds awful, but if you know the Distillery District, it’s actually quite beautiful!  Her collection features hemp silks, bamboo wools, organic cottons and cutting edge silhouettes for menswear and ladies – definitely worth checking out!

Chat soon!

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January 3 2009

Wow, the last three or four months have been incredibly busy! Preparing a Back to School collection of textiles, having some lovely bags made, working to launch a new eco-friendly business and getting picked up by a London-based agency have all kept me from getting this blog updated. The last half of 2008 was a whirlwind!

The most exciting event of the year, hands-down, was my amazing agent facilitating the sale of my artwork to Calvin Klein - for which I couldn't be more grateful. Here's hoping that 2009 will bring much more of the same!

I've also met some fabulous seamstresses over the last few months, and I'm hoping to finally get my online shop up and running. For now, though, my bags are only available by emailing my studio: info@reganmcdonell.com

And while I don't have any major new artworks to show right now, I have added a few new doodles to the Illustration section of this site. I've also been producing posters and other merchandise for the band picturesound, as well as their friend Che Dubois. You can find some of the posters at www.gigposters.com.

Finally, much love and congratulations to my little sister, who got engaged to her long-time boyfriend, drag racer Grant Klohn, on Christmas day!

And here's to all of you, thanks for an amazing 2008, and looking forward to a great 2009!

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August 31 2008

My grandparents have always played a huge role in my imaginary world.  Maybe it’s my grandmother’s Swedish heritage with all its elves and trolls, or maybe it's that they lived in a fairy-tale of rose hips, poppies, tiger lilies, arbutus and holly, and were friendly with the tree frogs, but there was always something mischievous and magical about them. 

When I was little, they looked like Santa and Mrs. Claus – she with a braid wrapped round her head and him with rosy cheeks and white beard.  My grandmother would leave long silver threads of hair in the branches outside her window – a gift for the birds’ nests.  We’d find these same threads knit into our winter sweaters when we were kids.  My head has been filled with twigs and berries from their garden since I was very small.

My grandfather passed away recently, and last month I finally got the chance to visit his resting place, at St. Peter’s Quamichan - one of the oldest cemeteries on Vancouver Island, and much like a fairy tale in itself.  It was a beautiful day, quiet as can be, with dappled sunlight glittering all over the grass.  As soon as we stepped into the yard, a huge brown owl silently swooped across our path and landed close by, its head swiveled towards us inquisitively.  It was a lovely feeling to know that someone so apt is taking care of my Grandad, and that even though he’s gone, his magic is still twinkling in the world around me.

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July 25 2008

So here it is, finally: my new website. I’m so grateful to Halla for putting so much energy into it!

In thinking about what inspires me, I realised that a blog is the perfect way to archive all the little things that get in my eye, from vintage fabrics to LP covers, postcards, musings and recipes… eventually this space should look a lot like my studio: a wabi sabi of inspirations!

To start, I’d like to share a summer ritual: the Tour de France. I find its history and romance endlessly inspiring. I love its archaically complicated rules, and that it is by turns graceful as ballet, and brutal as a bar fight. A gentleman’s invitational of strategy and etiquette, in which spectators are routinely clobbered. It’s been called the most beautiful race in the world, a sort of country club Midnight Run, where only the very best survive to see Paris. Most of all, I like that the Tour is, like myself, comfortable with its contradictions, and hasn’t been forced to streamline into something less oblique.

It inspires me each summer to swish around like a Parisian, so here is a collection of urban politesse I observe to feel a little more French:

Laura Calder’s French Food at Home; Franco-Algerian hip hop; movies, like La Haine, The Good Thief, Les Amants Réguliers, French New Wave and the classic French heist films of the 50’s; Yé-yé and cocktails; Lucienne Delyle; never contenting myself to look slobbish, even when I'm alone, and, like Coco Chanel herself, anything ultra feminine with a heart of old wrought iron.

I hope you enjoy my site and keep watching for new work & words!

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