I want to write about Lee McQueen and also about Liza Maberley, a good friend from NZ. They died on consecutive days this week.Â Â Â Generally, I try not to write too much and keep things in visual form and that is going to be difficult here.
In December I bumped into Lee in Shoreditch House, he said he was designing 14 collections (I'm not sure if it was a year or a season) and although they were not all completely his work, they went out under his name.Â Â Â Â He saidÂ 'it's alright for you Ally, you just do your thing don't you?'Â I had to admit that things were working quite nicely along those lines just now. I went home and felt sorry for him as it seemed he was a genius being worked like a machine. I had a little session of going through a lot of his old shows on u-tube. When I recounted the story to Liza, she was already on the downward slide with cancer. I knew she would enjoy hearing about my brush with someone from the glam side of fashion,Â and she did too.
On the road to Liza's house is a place called 'Sheep World'Â - crap name, but with a very effective way to catch your eyeÂ - Pink Sheep.Â We laughed about them in November when I last saw her.Â Â Lee McQueen also called himself the pink sheep of the family. So here are those sheep in memory of them both.Â And also a TED lecture on the burden of genius