Thursday, February 20, 2014

Life on the Farm: Miss Coco B in Teen Vogue

Coco is my twelve year old. It was always her dream to live on our farm in England - to spend her free time outside and be surrounded by horses. Fulfilling that dream in the last year and a half has arguably been the highlight of her life so far. The paternal side of Coco's family is known for their dedication to horses and Coco clearly inherited that gene. When she was just a year and a half old, we spent Christmas here in England and every morning she ran to the window pointing at the horses in the field and yelling "hotchy! hotchy!" (baby speak for horsey), not relenting until we took her outside to visit them. At age two, she started riding lessons and she has never since wavered in her love of sitting on a horse. She has taken endless lessons on difficult ponies inside dreary barns on Long Island, spent entire days riding around our farm exploring new trails on her own beloved pony Polo, and made damn sure she was here in England for a week of pony club camp in the middle of every summer. Not once has she said, "I don't feel like riding today". As a mom, it feels like such a gift to watch my child devote herself to something so completely, to witness dedicated passion from such a young girl. In the last few years, I have noticed an evolution in Coco's character when she is on a horse - she shows a sense of self-assurance and maturity, a quiet inner confidence that only reveals itself when she is riding. Sometimes it makes me teary to watch because I feel so proud of her.

A few months ago, my close friend Amy Astley, who is also the editor of Teen Vogue, called to ask if she could send a photographer to take a picture of Coco on the farm for their "Snapshot" page in the magazine. Amy had seen our treehouse on Instagram and she thought it would be the perfect backdrop for Coco's portrait. We agreed. But when Sean Thomas, the photographer, arrived on the day and started to ask Coco about herself, her passion for riding became obvious to him. After completing the shot in the treehouse, Sean asked if her could take one of Coco on her horse Polo. Coco was of course delighted to oblige. Predictably, I got an email from Amy days later saying that the picture of Coco on Polo far outshone the others. When I saw the photograph, I could see why. Sean had captured that thing about Coco that happens when she gets on a horse - that transformation from everyday twelve year old girl to empowered female heroine in control her massive beast. Never has she looked more beautiful.



Thursday, February 13, 2014

Travel: JAPAN, part 3

Well, you may be tired of my Japanese pictures by now, but this is my last installment and hopefully I have saved the best for last.

In between our two stays in Kyoto we went off on a bit of a road trip, or a train trip I should say. Our first stop was Naoshima, an old fishing island now devoted to contemporary painting, sculpture and site-specific installation that many fashion and art friends highly recommended. Also, in my experience kids tend to react very enthusiastically to contemporary art, especially when its thoughtful, clever and visually stimulating. In face the kids got excited before we even descended from the ferry when they caught sight of on of Yayoi Kusama's pumpkins in the rainy park next to the ferry terminal!
Do you know SANAA? They are a duo of Japanese architects who designed the New Museum in New York, the Christian Dior building in Tokyo and the Serpentine Gallery pavilion in London, among others. They also designed the ferry terminal in Naoshima. It was stunning in its simplicity, and I also liked how it announced how serious the seemingly sleepy fishing island island was about art the moment you arrived.


I had read about an American diner on Naoshima, and we made a beeline to it from the ferry. We loved all the Japanese food we'd had, but 10 days in we were ready for some more familiar food. Zach was in heaven with his hot dog, root beer and popcorn.


The entrance to the Benesse House Museum, where we stayed. Yes, you can stay in the museum. You walk through the galleries, passing all the beautiful contemporary art, and at the back of the building you take a private monorail up to your room. As a guest of the museum, you are given access to view the art at any hour of the day or night. Pretty cool. 

A classic Donald Judd on the way to our room at Benesse House.


The view from our private monorail. It was great fun to have this quirky experience, but it certainly required patience - the trip from the room to our lobby could take 20 minutes if the monorail was at the wrong end of the line.  Having had this great experience, I may stay at the Benesse Beach hotel on my next visit, which is less unique but more user-friendly.


The Tadao Ando-designed "Oval" of rooms gathered around a reflecting pool in the centre. We spoiled ourselves and had a suite at the end with sweeping views over the Inland Sea. 
Our beautifully hand-painted room in the Oval at Benesse House.

"100 Live and Die," by Bruce Nauman at Benesse House. Our kids especially liked this one, as it lit up in different configurations and patterns. And, being kids, they were delightfully scandalized by the curse words.


Zach and I felt compelled to walk down to the beach to see Yayoi Kusama's yellow pumpkin up close. This piece is clearly the art star of the whole island, with people lined up to see have their picture taken with it.


There were constant reminders around the island that Naoshima is still very much a fishing community, as most obviously evidenced by the octopuses hanging from flagpoles and laundry lines around the villages.

A classic Cy Twombly at Benesse. Always my favourite.

This is what I most loved about Naoshima: amongst all this super cool art are rather mundane Japanese fixtures like the American diner, a kitschy but deliciously soothing bathing house, and this funny little cat café where you have a meal prepared for you and then you can pay an additional five dollars to spend thirty minutes in the cat room, surrounded by hilariously adorable and friendly cats. This may have been Coco's highlight of Japan.

Coco and I both agreed that James Turrell was the standout artist of Naoshima. We saw three completely different installations by him around the island, each blowing us away in their originality, and in the human interaction required to enjoy them. 


Christopher and I were resistant to seeing Monet's Water Lillies at the Chi Chu Art Museum, but they turned out to be a highlight. In another incredible Tadao Ando building, this one built underground, the five giant Water Lilly canvases were installed in a tile room with rounded edges and only illuminated with natural light. The result was subtle, but entirely unique and unlike any other painting viewing experience I have had. Chi Chu is a must see in Naoshima.

The view of the Inland Sea from Naoshima.


Next we headed to Miyajima Island, with this incredible Torii shrine in the water just off the shore. We would use Miyajima as a two-night base to go see Hiroshima by water taxi.


As soon as we exited the ferry in Miyajima we were surrounded by tame deer, which we all enjoyed so much. The kids were a bit nervous about visiting Hiroshima, having seen a rather violent documentary about it preceding our trip, and it was as if the deer were there to provide comfort.



The main street of Miyajima early in the morning. Feeling rather broke from many nights in expensive hotels, we stayed at a very simple but charming guesthouse run by an elegant 84 year old Japanese lady. She made us home-cooked meals and gave us directions in English. It was the most authentic part of our stay in Japan, and we loved it. Off the main shopping street, there were lovely coffee shops, tea rooms and tiny little restaurants, and once the sun set at 5pm, driving the tourists back to the mainland, we felt we had the whole island to ourselves. We loved this place.


Zach made a friend that followed him all around town one morning. No matter what Zach did the deer followed. It was too cute.


The Atomic Bomb Dome at Hiroshima. It is the only original building still standing in the city. It survived because it was directly under the epicentre of the blast and the radiation waves spread from up in the sky missing what was right beneath it.

A tricycle devastated by the Hiroshima blast. 


The peace flame burns at the centre of the Peace Park. It will not be extinguished until all the nuclear weapons in the world are destroyed.


 Our last meal at Miyajma, cooked by our lovely hostess.

All the deer gathered, as if to to say goodbye as we left Miyajima, a wonderful adventure.