Remember the hand of the budding artist? Well, mom is artist Zoe Langosy.  Recently, she mentioned how important this period of fashion weeks around the world had been in her artistic growth and I asked her to share more through her words and images …

When I was 14, the fashion world became a magic kingdom to me. Fashion took me on a journey through music, pop culture, the arts… I couldn’t get enough. Already developing into a figurative artist, my drawings became filled with long-legged, often tragic looking, beauties. All my characters were adorned in lavish attire made from a patchwork of fabrics and colors.  As this was before the internet, the way I kept up with my new found passion and muse was either on TV or through magazines.  My teenage bedroom began to overflow with Vogue’s from all over the world, Harpaar’s Bazaar, The Face, Sky… Nothing ever compared, though, to the September issue of American Vogue.

Each year seemed to compete with the year before… More pages, more looks, more exclusive inserts from designers. Each year, as summer drew to a close, my sister and I would check newsstands every day anticipating its arrival.  The first issue I purchased was in 1991. Linda Evangelista donned the cover, smoldering with red hair and tartan. I must have turned the pages of that issue a thousand times, and yet somehow kept it pristine like only a true collector could. Never letting any hands on it but my own.

photo by Zoe Langosy

24 years have passed, and I still feel a buzz when the September Vogue appears on the newsstand. It remains a guilty pleasure of mine, still inspiring my art … Of course, I have other inspirations these days as well.

These days, I’m okay if the cover gets scratched or my one-year old tears out a page. Now, it’s become so ingrained in my world it’s like buying a new set of pencils. Something I’m prepared to destroy and use purely as a visual playground that will set my imagination running.

Follow Zoe’s creative journey …


Langosy Arts on Etsy

it happened again

I was racing about the house, rather blindly, thinking about all of things I needed to do when the light struck the window, that rippled window, and I was compelled to stop and look … and then run to get my camera.

I’ve been collecting these images for years, and while I’ve yet to produce that book of images, I have submitted several individual prints to an upcoming juried art exhibit.  Stay tuned for the results.

On October 22, 2015, Congressional leaders will present a Congressional Gold Medal in recognition of the Monuments Men.  The Congressional Gold Medal is the highest honor the U.S. Congress can bestow upon civilians.  One of the civilians being recognized in this case will be Joseph A. Horne (1911-1987).

Joseph A. Horne

It has been my pleasure over the past few years to research just a bit into the life of Mr. Horne. Through his life journey, I’ve gained a deeper understanding of U.S. and world history.  I’ve been cataloging and sharing my findings on this blog in a series of Interludes.   Mr. Horne served his country throughout his life and part of that service included a very active role as a Monuments Man.  While I hope you have a chance to review the whole Interludes series, following are links to the two specific chapters chronicling efforts made by dedicated men and women during and after World War II to preserve, protect and return stolen works of art and books … efforts that actually continue to this day.

interlude: to protect, preserve and return … if possible

interlude: offenbach archival depot


P. S. I hope to complete the Interludes series by year’s end.  After service as a Monuments man, Mr. Horne continued his career with the U.S. Information Service, interacting with people around the world, rich and poor, literary giants, musicians, and with kings and queens.  “Walking” with him offered me a glimpse of worlds that are no more. I look forward to sharing the stories.

West End Hotel, Bangalore

Press Release Gold Medal Ceremony for Monuments Men

Monuments Men Foundation


raindrop on windowsill


the hand of a future artist

While babysitting for a friend. The light shining through mom’s shawl onto her sleeping daughter’s hand. The newest member in a family of artists. A lovely calming sight in a chaotic world. ;)

reboot – a review of owls

When I received Owls by Matt Sewell, I quickly flipped through the small hardback book, chuckling unexpectedly at some of the wide-eyed illustrations.  But I was in a rush, you see, and so I tossed the book on the coffee table intending to do a thorough inspection and review later in the day. Having been introduced to Blogging for Books by a friend, I wanted to do a good job.  Well, I can honestly say that it is a wonderful book to share with an inquisitive young reader.  My young friend whom I have mentioned often in this blog, now eight-years old, was visiting and she found the book.  I came upon her sitting quietly reading it on the couch. I watched as she sounded out Latin text and she also chuckled at the illustrations of owls each with a distinctive character.  When she saw me watching her, she waved me over to sit beside her and so we read the book together.  Each reading a page out loud about a different owl.

The author and illustrator is ornithologist Matt Sewell and I keep reading that he is described as the Banksy of the bird world.  Now, I just barely know who Banksy is (you can read more about him here https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Banksy ) but you don’t need to know Banksy to enjoy this book with or without a little reader by your side.

Yes, I received this book from Blogging for Books for this review.  A good deal but the best part was watching the joy the book brought to a young reader who is still learning about the world.  As my friend likes to say when she is happy with something, two thumbs up!

Learn more about the author here http://www.penguinrandomhouse.com/authors/152488/matt-sewell/.


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