On the Balcony with a Penguin

I hadn't heard of Penguin 75 until I picked it up in a bookstore and couldn't put it down. I had to buy it. It's full of fantastic contemporary Penguin book covers. I have to show you!

I'm caught by this cover for Zadie Smith's On Beauty. I remember I hadn't been impressed by it when I had first seen it for sale, but I love it here.

Especially after having seen these fabulous roughs that Henrick Kubel, of A2/SW/HK, did for art director Darren Haggar.

I love Brian Cronin's illustration for Graham Greene's Brighton Rock. What a fantastic depiction of Pinkie, with those terrible lips pressed tightly together!

It's fun to read what art director, Paul Buckley and the illustrator have to say about their redesign of Greene's novels.

Buckley and illustrator Mick Wiggins write about redesigning the Gerald Durrell catalogue. Wiggins' illustrations look both fresh and of the period. These are the copies of these books that I want to be seen reading.

How brilliant of designer, Jen Wang,  to use slices of the original paperbacks for the cover of The Short Novels of John Steinbeck. It's gorgeous.

I didn't know the "Turkish Delight" mystery novels of Mehmet Murat Somer. Here is cover illustrator Tomer Hanuka's description of the series hero: "You're a slender man of Turkish descent who's a computer whiz, a private detective, a black belt, and an Audrey Hepburn look-alike. Most prominently, you are a transvestite. You sit in your night-club, ready to punch someone softly or kiss him to death. Either way, it's a deadly move." I have got to read these.

Klockwerks Garden Party

Last Sunday Bill and I attended Roger Wood's Klockwerk's Garden Party 2010. That's Roger and Bill, seated from the left, with Nancy, Rebecca and Omid.

I love the way people relax after the formal picture is taken.

Roger lives on the second floor of the Klockwerks plant, on the Stoney Creek side of Hamilton, Ontario. Roger with Trevor Hughes.

Your humble reporter in the front hall is saying to himself, "Take this picture then put the camera down." But everything is a picture waiting to happen.

Roger's collection of antique razors on a shelf in the bathroom.

The Guest Room of Bad Taste

The Hall of the Black Velvet Masters leads down to the ground-level studio.

William Kimber contemplates a Klockwerks bell jar.

While Nancy Woodruff commissions a star-burst clock.

Then as in a horror movie Nancy then leads us into the basement.

Past the Sacred Heart of Jesus

Into the squalls of sawdust.

Karl Lagerfeld

This Dior advertisement was on the back of the Globe and Mail this morning and it made me wonder if Karl Lagerfeld is a cat lover. Imagine how much fun you could have hurling yourself around your apartment with your four legged friend tearing at those tassels.

A Visit with Reta Kimber

Bill and I had a nice visit to St Catharines, Sunday, to visit his mother, Reta. We had a walk around downtown before we met her. I love the way St Paul Street curves here. Look how intact the defunct downtown buildings are.

This used to be a coffee shop beside the Leonard Hotel

Here's Bill prowling James Street

Window of Stella's, James Street

Bill and I are sorry we missed The Permtones. Do you think they all have perms? From this year's Summer Concerts at Montebello Park.

I thought Reta might be amused to have her picture taken before I'd even said hello. She knows I'm crazy, but invites me over anyway.

I've just picked up the camera off the table and am pointing it at her and snapping the shutter. She's amused.

We're all ready to go out and share a pizza at Coppola's -- Reta's favourite local Italian restaurant. This is the mirror in the hall. The painting behind us was left to her by her sister-in-law, and dear friend, Betty Storin.

On the Balcony with Matisse

On the weekends our apartment sometimes takes on a feeling of being at a cottage. I remember all the times that Bill took work with him to Haliburton or Muskoka.

He would often settle at the cottage dinner table to redraw a penciled area, or add a wash of colour and let it dry. This Sunday afternoon finds him working at his desk.

My little corner of the balcony acts as my Muskoka Room.  That's the catalogue to the Matisse show that's at MOMA right now, waiting for me on the balcony -- Matisse: Radical Invention 1913-1917.

Time for a good look.

I love the cover -- all those bluish grays! And look at this reproduction of a painting called, simply, Composition, 1915, from MoMA's own collection. So gorgeous!

Matisse was interviewed in 1931, by Margaret Scolari Barr. She writes: "The green frame of the window suggests the green of the trees outside and the cool contrast of the green of the trees and the blue sky necessitated the large mass of yellow which to the artist signifies the vibration and pleasure which he derived from the contrast of trees and sky."

Bill's taking a break and I've asked him to take this portrait of me.

One of my favourite Matisse paintings: Interior with Goldfish, 1914, from the Centre Pompidou.

This catalogue has fascinating details of the featured paintings. I love the way the water is painted and the way the fish seem to flicker with life.

I look up for a minute at our beautiful balcony. That's a bay tree at the back, with a very happy rosemary bush beneath.

Another stunning Matisse: The Moroccans, 1916, again from MoMA's collection.

The catalogue suggests that Matisse got his inspiration for this use of black paint from Manet and Picasso and this Cezanne: The Black Clock, 1867-69.

One thing I love about looking at art books is that the world seems transformed afterwards -- like this beautiful glass of water.

Summer Party

Surprise guests at this year's  annual Summer Party were chefs,  Greg Couillard and David Nganga. I hadn't seen them since I took pictures for them when they were working together at Toronto's Spice Room. Greg is up from Mexico, where he's been cooking since last winter.

David is off to work in a boutique hotel run by his family in Nairobi. It was very gratifying to see them noshing down our party grub.

I had asked Brent Cehan to pose for me. I wanted to make him a better portrait for his Facebook page. This is nice.

Brent doesn't sit still for long. That's our photogenic living room with Bobert on the right.

It was nice to see Domenico DeFina, another buddy from work. I'm hoping to talking him into having a show in the gallery we have here in the building.

Brent took this picture of me. Enter talking. I like it. Thanks, Brent.

MAC, Harriet and Nellie: Three Graces.

Ali and his son Keedus. Don't say no to cake. It was a very lively party this year but I was too busy hosting to take more pictures. I wish I had!

Harriet's Garden

Yesterday, our wonderful friend, Harriet G. Mulder, had us over for brunch in her delightful, cool, shaded garden.

Her perennial border is becoming wonderfully mature and making an impressive display from the street this year. Maybe it's the humid heat. I love the tall, full cosmos flowers that self-seed among the shrubs and lilies. Their misty foliage and hovering white, pink and red blossoms add a dash of fantasy to the border.

When we entered the little, secluded, cool garden we were greeted with prosecco and an appetizer of cold asparagus served with a sour cream and onion dip.

That was followed by a light, delicious lunch of garlic green beans, couscous, cole slaw and one-day pickles and a viewing in her studio of her summer watercolours. What a wonderful afternoon visit. Thank you, Harriet!