Baccarat Museum, Paris

07.11.2012 § Leave a comment

As a tourist in a new place, I feel compelled to run around and look at everything that is going on and the beautiful sceneries, so the museums are always left out. I am always a bit bewildered by the idea of locking myself in a place for a whole day and looking at things from the past when I should be “sightseeing.” But after some traveling, some of the most memorable things I’ve found are the notes or sketches I made at a museum. As a textile designer, I constantly look for inspiration for new motifs. Even the most unlikely things will strike my fancy, such as these cubist looking glass jars from the Baccarat Museum in Paris or this hardware by Diego Giacometti.

These sketches were made on 1-28-2008.

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Diego Giacometti

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Baccarat Museum

Gallery Collection Design Inspiration

24.08.2012 § 1 Comment

Tamara from the Gallery Collection

When I was at Kent State University for my graduate studies, I had a modern art history professor who was very serious, did not smile much, but was very knowledgeable and had good taste. He was tall and seemed uncoordinated; he probably wasn’t a very sporty person. I learned a lot from him, though. « Read the rest of this entry »

A Letter to Jascha Heifetz

10.02.2012 § 2 Comments

I like Noh theatre and Japanese music. This morning while driving to work, instead of having my CD play, the WFMT radio station got turned on by mistake, and violin music flew out in such a passionate and expressive way that it stopped me from switching back to the music I had intended to play. I was awed by the impact made by the contrast: while my mind was ready for the stoic theatre of the east, the powerful music and the violinist’s prowess seized me. I stayed in the parking lot to finish the concerto just to find out who was playing. It was Jascha Heifetz playing Tchaifovsky’s violin concerto in D major with the Chicago Symphony Orchestra, the 1957 RCA recording.

Ah, yes, Heifetz, one of the greatest violinists of all time. I wrote to him once, his identity unbeknown to me. « Read the rest of this entry »

New World Symphony

17.10.2011 § Leave a comment

I remember when my older boy Leo was in high school; he would have his string quartet practice at our house. Leo invested in a bunch of Antonín Dvořák’s string quartet sheet music, and the quartet played gigs throughout their senior year. The sheet music was expensive, and they had just earned enough to cover the investment when they split up to go to college.

It just so happened that I had to remodel my house during my sons’ adolescent years, and I built a light maple floored room with a 14-foot pitched ceiling. The room reflected sound so well when it was completed that the boys used to call it the Echo Room. However, the room provided a good venue for their music practices and I got to listen to live music. They were no professionals, but they were good enough for my amateur ears. I enjoyed those pieces and was pleased to discover and learn more about Dvořák. Before, I had only known of his symphony no. 9, the New World Symphony. « Read the rest of this entry »

Sportswear Exhibition

07.09.2011 § Leave a comment

After the Alexander McQueen show, I stayed one more day in New York.  I had never visited the Fashion Institute of Technology, so I did.  Their museum was featuring a sportswear show called ‘Sporting Life.’  The first piece on the left at the entrance of the exhibit was my favorite.  Fashions always came late to Korea, and I remember wearing those balloon pants in gym class.  They were a short version like the sketch on the right but with a white shirt without a sailor collar or ties … a faint memory of the old days. « Read the rest of this entry »

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