I’m no prude. I can curse as well as the next person – probably better. Trust me, kids love riding in the car with me. Good for days worth of entertainment. And yet the trend toward cursing and criticizing as a form of humor in design, books, etc., still bothers me. It seems, in part, to be a result of the appropriation of street culture by mainstream culture, but I think something vital is lost in the translation. Street culture or the art of the disenfranchised are often driven by a need to express anger and dissatisfaction with the status quo. That’s where they get their power. Even when the line between street culture and mainstream culture gets blurred, curses and nasty comments as releases of real anger can be artistically effective. When Eminem shoots off a string of profanities, it makes sense. It’s angry. Really angry. And the fact is I love his music. The recent explosion of the children’s book Go The Fu*k To Sleep, however, is another story.
Disclaimer: I am sure this theory is a wild over-generalization. I like to make up assertions based on ridiculously small sample sets. So admittedly this is more an entertaining exploration of ideas than a statement of fact. But also know that do I tend to be right. The beauty of being a blogger (career path number 7) rather than being an academic (career path number 3) being that you can be a little more irresponsible in sharing your thought processes.
Nick Z and Josh Falk, 2009
Given my fixation on street art, I been speculating that street art, and street art cum public art, tend to thrive during periods of economic difficulty. Folk art (which has now generally morphed into street art) has always tended to be the voice of the (metaphorically if not literally) disenfranchised. But during times of great economic stress, it becomes appropriated by the dominant vernacular. And so what you get, is a proliferation of particularly good artistic production with roots and references in street art. Looking at the turn of the century in the West, the avant-garde which challenged the established rules of artistic production, turned to folk art for a lot of its language. It was the voice of a society in crisis, leading into and just following World War I. With the Great Depression, Roosevelt turn to a heavy investment in public art as one channel for economic recovery and social inspiration. The voice of the “masses” and their “language” were suddenly of much greater political significance. But the appropriation of their artistic language by the institutions in power also becomes a way to control the masses. Sending uplifting messages through public art based in the public vernacular, while in part a reflection of the increasing political significance of the general public, is also a way of controlling the population by using their language to reassure them that everything is or will be okay. That is why it is also such a popular tool for authoritarian governments. WPA art, Communist Art (under Stalin and in China), Fascist art and Nazi art, all look quite similar (perhaps the topic of my next post).
Every season I look forward to seeing what Viktor & Rolf will deliver. These are garments you are not likely to see on your next door neighbor, or even at that black tie holiday gala. Viktor and Rolf are artists, and they create exquisite and elaborate confections that demonstrate that fashion is, in fact, a four dimensional art form – only truly understood and appreciated if you watch it move and transform through space over time. A favorite of mine remains, over ten years later, the matrioshka doll from their Winter 1999-2000 collection. (It’s a little long, so you may want to skip ahead, but if you have some time it’s really worth watching.)
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One of the primary themes in this spring’s shows was femininity. Beautiful, delicate, lacy clothes, that were all girl. The best collections, however, wove a touch of irony into their expressions of femininity. Viktor & Rolf’s collection was most fabulous in its over-the-top unrelenting sticky sweetness. The models were Barbie doll birthday cakes. The final piece in the show was a wedding gown, but the piece de resistance was a multi-tiered pink number that was a little bit deconstructed Cinderella.
I hope everyone had a great holiday! We went overboard Wednesday night, so I could barely face food today, but Thanksgiving dinner was lovely. I made pumpkin/bourbon/pecan/sourcream cheesecake on Wednesday, so by today no one really needed any more dessert.
I love to entertain. I don’t do it often. The anticipation stresses me out. But once I actually get down to it, I find there’s nothing more gratifying than cooking fabulous food, pullin I have always been dying to host thanksgiving dinner. So when we redid our kitchen last summer (and most significantly, installed a second oven) the thing I was looking forward to, above all, was laying claim to our family’s thanksgiving. g out the table linens, platters and special plates, and arranging the table just so, and enjoying it all with a good drink and good friends. The huge turkey occupying the better part of my refrigerator right now, has me beyond excited. I can’t wait to spend the day basting it constantly so that it comes out absolutely perfectly. I know, I’m weird. But it’s going to be one hell of a meal.
Here’s what I have planned:
1. THE TURKEY
This year I’m going to try a new preparation for the turkey: Tom Collichio’s Herb-Butter Turkey (published in Bon Appetit Nov. 2005, now available on epicurious.com. This turkey is made with two sticks of butter! It just doesn’t get any better than that, no?
I just need to share this artist because he brings a smile to my face. And if you can’t afford one of his photographs, there’s a little book of his work that is absolutely delightful. Yes, you read that correctly, delightful. As in it will actually make you giggle. Slinkachu is a London-based artist. His “Little People Project” occurs at several levels. Slinkachu repaints and manipulates little figures from model train sets. He then sets them up in miniature scenarios around the city (most often in London, but he has installations in other cities as well). He photographs the figures both close up and then at a bit of a distance. And then he just leaves them there.
A friend of mine sent me a curious article this morning. If you want to read it, the url is http://www.portfolio.com/executive-style/2011/11/11/everlane-launches-with-designer-quality-goods-under-100-bucks?ana=e_pft. Basically, it introduces the start-up company Everlane. The shtick is no middlemen, no stores, limited labeling and brand identification. The company offers a limited range of designer-quality items which it sells directly on its site and, as a result, can deliver quality product for very low prices. The big message seems to be – “don’t be fooled, those other brands are ripping you off with all of their nonsense, it doesn’t really cost that much to make clothes.” Well … yes and no. I don’t have anything against Everlane. It might deliver a fantastic product. But I find the company’s positioning an oversimplification and somewhat insulting to other manufacturers. I take issue with the notion that the business model is so innovative. And I’ll be very curious to see how Everlane fares in the market.
What to make of Lady Gaga? She has managed to position herself so front and center in popular culture, that the question has to be asked. I have been inclined to think of her as Madonna on steroids. Lady Gaga herself is quoted as saying in a Rolling Stone interview, “I don’t want to sound presumptuous, but I’ve made it my goal to revolutionize pop music. The last revolution was launched by Madonna 25 years ago.” Everyone compares her to Madonna, and so the Madonna comparison begins to sound too facile. And I certainly don’t think she has revolutionized pop music. Her pop music isn’t much. It’s catchy, but essentially is Madonna reprocessed, which is not at all revolutionary the second time around.
– Let me preface this post by saying that this is only for those of you who are interested in fashion and/or shopping. Anyone interested in the more philosophical aspects of this blog will have no interest in this post and shouldn’t read any further. I am capable of more depth than what follows, but there is no question that the superficial often gets the better of me. I find that superficial concerns can be quite funny, which makes life a lot more fun after all. However, for those who like pretty pictures, this post is extremely wordy. In other words, this post should appeal to about two people. I promise I won’t make a habit of this. –
