In April I grabbed my copy of Eve Babitz’s Eve’s Hollywood and made my annual visit (my third in as many years) to Hollywood for TCMFF for my favourite time of year. I live for this trip: so many of my favourite people in one place, fantastic movies, a great city… I always have fun but the good times were exceptional this year — a combination of staying in Los Angeles for almost three weeks, hanging out with friends, visiting exhibitions, and having more adventures. I may have seen fewer movies this year (including none on the festival’s last day, more of that to follow ) but I had a damn good time. I also caught the closing of Noir Fest (a dream!) and was witness to the Avengers: Infinity War premiere in all its exciting madness. Closed roads, the Boulevard shut down to traffic, chaos and crowds. So grand was the scale it only slightly trailed the was equivalent of the Academy Awards…and no, I was too short to see a thing. But what a joy to witness. And, in many ways, it set the tone of things to come…(Alas, I did not have the opportunity to find James Dean at the Griffin Observatory…maybe next year…)
Author Archives: Sabina Stent
Frida
“I am not sick. I am broken. But I am happy to be alive as long as I can paint.”
Happy Birthday, Frida.

Between The Doors
“Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.”
– Jim Morrison, died 3 July 1971.
(Photo by Guy Webster, 1967).

4am
This summer the weather is uncharacteristically hot and my allergies are severe—so severe, in fact, that my body wakes me up every morning at 4am. Last night I strolled to the window and was welcomed with the sight of the Magritte sky. A small but very welcome piece of magick.

James and Marcus
In 1955, around the time they filmed Giant together, Elizabeth Taylor gave James Dean a cat. They had developed a close friendship and the kitten was her gift to the boy whose life was shortly end in a fatal car crash. He named the cat Marcus.




Ida Lupino does Surrealism
Image

Photograph by Scotty Welbourne, 1941.

Photograph by Scotty Welbourne, 1941.

Photograph by Scotty Welbourne, 1941.
The Return of #TCMKnittingClub

It’s almost time for #TCMFF, which means the return of #TCMKnittingClub! After a small hiatus, we (‘we’ being my friend Nora aka Nitrate Diva and I) are back with out yarn and calling all Classic Film Fans and/or knitters out there. This club materialised from a conversation we had a while ago: how much fun it would be to combine our love of yarn with classic movies, especially as so many film goddesses were knitters themselves.
Hope you enjoy out latest offering! And please sign up for bimonthly treats in your inbox!