Showing posts from August, 2014

Personal Style: That Wax Print Top!

Meet my new favorite top... I am wondering how long this overalls will last.  I have had them for over 12 years.

Summer Dairies: Until Next Summer

Today is the first day of school. I would not have had to go because my class is on Wednesdays.  It feels strange that I will not be going to school. I have never taken a semester off...well except that one time in primary school...

As usual, I did not do a ton of what I had planned to do this summer. And I blame it all on sheer laziness. I have not been to any museum (only browsed the Queens Museum, so it doesn't count), or have I visited any gallery, nor have I done Shakespeare in the Park... Oh the ferry! Did not take the ferry, and did not visit Governors Island. But hopefully, I can go gallery and museum hopping in the fall (I will be so sad if I do not go and see Winogrand's exhibition at the Met). And Next summer, if I am still alive and all is well, I hope to do Shakespeare in the Park, and that visit to Governors Island is overdue! (If you are reading this Claire, please let's make it happen!)

Hope you were more adventurous this summer, and if not, do not be like…

Poetry: Chaplinesque by Hart Crane


We make our meek adjustments,
Contented with such random consolations
As the wind deposits
In slithered and too ample pockets.

For we can still love the world, who find
A famished kitten on the step, and know
Recesses for it from the fury of the street,
Or warm torn elbow coverts.

We will sidestep, and to the final smirk
Dally the doom of that inevitable thumb
That slowly chafes its puckered index toward us,
Facing the dull squint with what innocence
And what surprise!

And yet these fine collapses are not lies
More than the pirouettes of any pliant cane;
Our obsequies are, in a way, no enterprise.
We can evade you, and all else but the heart:
What blame to us if the heart live on.

The game enforces smirks; but we have seen
The moon in lonely alleys make
A grail of laughter of an empty ash can,
And through all sound of gaiety and quest
Have heard a kitten in the wilderness.

- Hart Crane

Window Shopping: Custom Oil Painting

Some of my favorite people are born in September. Hence gift giving is on my mind. I came across this cool custom landscape painting of an Italian countryside at Barragan Paintings, and I think it will make a most exciting present.
Have a blast! Jane

How to Get Things Done: Knowing When to Work

I tend to work on several projects simultaneously, and I have a tendency of getting things done on time and almost effortlessly. I am going to share how I manage this in a series of posts under the title" How to Get Things Done." Of course you ought to remember that these are my methods and they may not work for you.

Let us get to it then. First things first, I would like you to know that I am a procrastinator. I love to put things off and I enjoy putting things off. Secondly, I dislike being told what to do by someone who obviously does not know what they are doing. It pisses me off.   Thirdly, I love to have things done my way (I am not a perfectionist, but I like to have things done as perfectly as possible and I am something of a control freak). Fourthly, I do not have a good discipline towards doing things I do not care for. I will go into more details on these habits in future posts but for today, I will focus on respecting one's body's time.

As a writer, I he…

#Afropunk14 08.23

My first Afropunk. Gosh! Now I understand what all the noise is about.
I took mad pictures. Here are my favorites!

Summer Diary: School

It is quite something that life has a mind of its own.  At the end of last semester I was afraid that my time in grad school would prolong because of my inability to find an advisor to supervise my thesis. Then I found one and I thought everything was back on schedule, whew! But it was not to be so. A particular circumstance surrounding my prospectus has made it difficult for me to write it. I am a bit (cough, a lot) sensitive about certain things and now I cannot think of my original thesis without feeling angry. In time it shall pass, as all things do, and someday I may be able to write that paper. But for the present, I need a new thesis topic. So it looked as though the dreaded second "penultimate" semester could not be prevented after all. But again, just when I started getting excited about my upcoming class (which focuses on Ulysses) it became clear that I will have to sit this one out. Apparently being self-employed, and not actually making much, means that tuition …

Poetry: Belief in Magic by Dean Young

Belief in Magic

How could I not?
Have seen a man walk up to a piano
and both survive.
Have turned the exterminator away.
Seen lipstick on a wine glass not shatter the wine.
Seen rainbows in puddles.
Been recognized by stray dogs.
I believe reality is approximately 65% if.
All rivers are full of sky.
Waterfalls are in the mind.
We all come from slime.
Even alpacas.
I believe we’re surrounded by crystals.
Not just Alexander Vvedensky.
Maybe dysentery, maybe a guard’s bullet did him in.
I believe there are many kingdoms left.
The Declaration of Independence was written with a feather.
A single gem has throbbed in my chest my whole life
even though
even though this is my second heart.
Because the first failed,
such was its opportunity.
Was cut out in pieces and incinerated.
I asked.
And so was denied the chance to regard my own heart
in a jar.
Strange tangled imp.
Wee sleekit in red brambles.
You know what it feels like to hold
a burning piece of paper, maybe ev…

Window Shopping: African Print Tunic Dress

There is something about a cool tunic dress that is just very appealing. When I spotted this beauty at Agnes and Lola, I just had to share.

Humility as Defined by C.S Lewis


Mawusi: Soul of Brooklyn Festival + Blog Update

If you follow me via Facebook, Instagram, Pinterest, and Twitter then it's likely that you know by now that tomorrow is the Launch Party/Concert for MoCADA's Soul of Brooklyn Festival.  They ask that you grab friends and a blanket and be prepared to come and enjoy a day of fun. Great advice! I say wear comfortable shoes, too. There will be live music, a ton of great food, and several local vendors. I will be there, of course. So come and support! The video below of last year's festival should give you an idea of what to expect!

Location: Von King Park Time: Noon - 8pm Trains: (G to Bedford-Nostrand or A, C to Nostrand) For the set list and more please visit MoCADA.

On the other hand, please note that I will no longer be posting Mawusi updates here. I have created a new blog attached to my website for that purpose. See it at
Have an awesome weekend and if you're in the neighborhood please try and stop by at the festival. It will be very nice to see/…

Summer Diaries: Live Afro-Cuban Music at the Queens Museum

After the renovation of the Queens Museum I thought it was past time I went to see it. Yesterday I did. It was opened until 8pm and admission was free after 6pm. I browsed quickly through their exhibitions because I didn't want to keep my friend waiting. But I mean to go back soon and take time. After all, it is only about a twenty minute walk from my apartment. There was live Afro-Cuban music and I could not stop smiling as I watched both young and old couples dance so smoothly and so beautifully.  Made me want to get my ballroom dancing together. Later there was a movie (Habanastation), then we rolled up the blanket and walked home a little after 10pm. It was all very laid-back and fun.

Have a blast! -Jane

Poetry: To a Snail by Marianne Moore

To a Snail

If “compression is the first grace of style”,
you have it.  Contractility is a virtue
as modesty is a virtue.
It is not the acquisition of any one thing
that is able to adorn,
or the incidental quality that occurs
as a concomitant of something well said,
that we value in style,
but the principle that is hid:
in the absence of feet, “a method of conclusions”;
“a knowledge of principles”,
in the curious phenomenon of your occipital horn.

- Marianne Moore

Meet Anna of Anna Devine

Jane: Tell us a little about yourself

Anna: My name is Anna Devine. I am a fashion and textile designer from Melbourne Australia. I have had my label anna devine for six years; starting off with just a simple skirt pattern I made for friends and colleagues to a small business stocked in shops around Melbourne Australia and on-line.

J: What is your craft/brand story?

A: I grew up in a creative home. My Mum is an artist and my brother, sister, and I were surrounded by art materials, and activities growing up. It was always just there, available for us to play around with and have some fun. My favourite room in the house was Mum’s work-room, full of canvases, water colour paper, boxes of paints, brushes, and various works in stages of completion. There were always so many interesting things to look at; I could spend hours in that room.
While I enjoyed this entire environment, my craft story really didn’t start until my first trip to Africa——South Africa and Lesotho, where I first saw Africa…

An Encounter: At the Corner of St. Marks Hotel

It was just a few minutes until midnight, maybe five more minutes. I perched on a handrail next to St. Marks Hotel at St. Marks Place. I am waiting for my cousin and his friend. In front of me is a woman at the bus stop. She is waiting for a bus, I assumed. She looks at me, somewhat suspiciously, as though she wants to know who I am. I meet her eyes and smile politely. She doesn't smile back; she keeps assessing me. I keep smiling and looking around every now and then to see what else was interesting around me. I was feeling amused. Perhaps she is homeless, I thought. But she is clean, I observed. I looked curiously at her shopping cart. It didn't answer my question. Is she crazy? I wondered. She was still looking at me. Would she hurt me? No. I thought. There were several people walking about. I am safe. I kept smiling. "Rat!" She says suddenly, pointing at the stairs next to me. "Rat?" I ask, "Yes!" she replies. "Over there!" she poin…

Mawusi: Week Updates & Sale

Hope your weekend is going wonderfully well. Thought you ought to know that the Kokomlemle Brooches and hair clips are now on sale. They were $20.00 each and are now $10.00 each! So it's now like two for the price of one, or like buy one get one free or something!

Secondly, I am happy to have you know that I have been crocheting and knitting for my Fall/Winter 2014 collection and can't wait to share them with you.

Thirdly, I have gotten it into my head that it will be awesome to have a new home page every month. So I shot and modeled the Wa Crop tops and the Koryo Fabric Multifunctional Necklace (worn as a headband)! I tried to add some cool factors when I edited them. See what I came up with on my home page. Hope you will find it to your liking.  If you want to shout out some ideas for September, I am all ears.

And finally, pretty please mark your calendars! On August 17th, I will be vending at MoCADA's Soul of Brooklyn Festival at Von King Park, Bed-Stuy. From noon to 8…

Summer Diaries: Anna Karenina & Other Distractions

One thing I can be proud of this summer is my reading. Though I have become so awful that I am reading for less than an hour daily, I have stayed somewhat focused on my goal to familiarize myself with some of the classics that everyone keeps talking about. I am on my third so far. Just finished Joyce's Dubliners and I am finally reading Anna Karenina. It's been a week already and I keep getting distracted by The New Yorker. Talking of which, have you read this very interesting article in their current magazine (Aug. 4th's); "What is a Woman?" You should.

Have a blast!