Salvador Dali's Mae West Lips Sofa (1937)And a grizzly bear taught me how to hug.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Luisa Marchesa Casati (1881-1957) was an eccentric Italian muse and patroness of the arts who was a living work of art herself. She once went to the ballet with live snakes wrapped around her neck and leashed cheetahs at her side. Imagine how much of an outrageous spectacle that must have been!
Posted by Vintage Hawke at 2:00 PM
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Martha Maxwell, Taxidermist Pioneer
One of the founders of the taxidermy movement was an American woman named Martha Maxwell. In a strange and exciting twist which will make animal rights activists pleasantly surprised, she was a vegetarian!
Victorian kangaroo taxidermy ready for the boxing ring Pow
Posted by Vintage Hawke at 8:21 PM
As someone who purchases things from the internet, and if you do too, over the years a lengthy list accumulates of the one that got away items right? The ones which are on the wish list then on the wish it was won/bought but some way, some how it was missed out on. All of the ones on my list tend to be from the Victorian era, 20's, 30's 40's or 50's so are pretty much one offs unfortunately. I hope the girls who have these love them to bits! Or if they don't, that they sell them again! Here is a list in images of some of the ones which got away...
Posted by Vintage Hawke at 7:35 PM
Saturday, October 2, 2010
I was perusing the interweb last week, and came across this entirely handmade Victorian battenburg lace bodice. Battenburg is a tape lace. Loops of even-width, woven tape are formed, and then decorative filling stitches called bars or brides are used to join the tape edges, filling the gaps.
Posted by Vintage Hawke at 3:28 PM
Not as long ago as hawking has been practiced but still a lengthy enough time, a lovely Hawk has roamed the skies of New Zealand, and after his passing soared permanently in schools, garages and abodes. May I present to you the bird who started the idea of the name of my store, taxidermed hawke with an e named Herbie...
Herbie in a previous life was used at a school for display, then hung for years in a garage! The person I bought him from was very sad to see Herbie go, but knew he needed to be appreciated for all his detail and brilliance. He now resides above my wardrobe with his beautiful wings outstretched.
Posted by Vintage Hawke at 3:00 PM