Sept 28-29th 2007
DIA
548 W 22nd St
[10/11th Aves]
“The annual fair of contemporary art books, art catalogues, artists’ books, art periodicals, and ‘zines offered for sale by over 120 international publishers, booksellers, and antiquarian dealers. Admission to the fair is FREE”.
Ben Brunnemer.
New work, mixed media.
Sensei Gallery
34 E 1st St
NY, NY
thru 10/6
3 D glasses supplied for your viewing pleasure.
in the hurricane voices of xylophonic symphonies
tinkling, sprinkling their glittery Fosse Aussie…
9.25.2007 @ The Bowery Poetry Club @ 10pm
Marc Jacobs Spring 2008 collection.
9.00 pm: Word spreads show is 2 hrs late and clothes have yet to arrive.
9.02 pm: Walk around the corner to Resto
9.05 pm-10.59 pm: steak frites [medium rare], 2 glasses bouchard pere & fils pinot noir
11.00 pm: take seat and wait for Marc Jacobs Spring Collection 2008 to start
Watch the show.
Worth the wait.
Love the dramatic attachments…….waited for many lesser reasons with lesser rewards for the wait in the past and will do it again in the future to be sure.
Thoughts of fondant pansies, luster dust, Peeps and the Easter Bunny, lilac meringues and the perfect dessert plasma.
Dessert.
Creme Brulee au Parfum saisonnier in too-small pumps and trompe l’oeil underpinnings.
Sunday salvation Surrealism, Schiaparelli style.
Zero Maria Cornejo Spring 2008 collection.
9/7/08- Industria Studio
Hexagonal sublimity mercerized, organic with cashmere, silk cotton, lacquer and shine.
Satin backs and ballet flats hold the key. The meaning of quiet restraint, with a patent leather bomber pulsation.
Tsuguharu Foujita dreamt of the shift dress print, from afar resembling a language of technology, but is in fact, abstracted light on water.
It is an understanding of design and the ability to translate abstraction.
A Cornejo wearer walks streamlined and sculptural with a neon blue knit running deep within her veins.
VPL by Victoria Bartlett Spring 2008 collection
Bumble and Bumble.
“Shape shifting dance”.
Body conscious chic channels modern dance visionaries Nijinsky, Martha Graham and Wiemar witch Anita Berber.
Ether and cocaine inspired dances of vice?
These are not the girls of Pension Schmidt, but a fine knit cowl hints at naughtiness.
Fluid fabric accoutrements of wearability cut to enable a cool sensual form, so a VPL clad girl will never commit the ultimate sin of mediocrity.
Isabel Toledo for Anne Klein Spring 2008 collection
Bryant Park Tents.
“Visions of drinking Papa Doble’s with Hemingway arrived…..”
The marriage of art and commerce within these designs places Isabel Toledo as a beacon of hope amongst too few in the future of an economy controlled fashion industry where creativity and artistic integrity hang by fingertips on the edge of the proverbial slippery slope.
Costello Tagliapietra Spring 2008 collection
Prince George Ballroom.
Beyond the cliched Studio 54 woman with a cloud of last nights smoke machine and stale perfume polluting her tired gait.
Inspired by Finnish painter Helene Schjerbeck, the 1920’s and 1930’s waft by in the melancholy realism of antique rose, leaf green and powder blue.
A pure style, sitting like silky latte.
Life: an excuse for an anecdote. Thinking of anecdotes as accessories, carried in a book strap. The title tells you everything you need to know and conveys the essential point. Good title: leaves ...
Coaxed into covering a chocolate show involving fashion made of chocolate, I cast aside my inhibitions. “Unleash the chocoholicism!” is what this event invites. Throngs descend upon the West Side Highway, a sight I’m more accustomed to seeing in the daylight, for the Armory Show. West 50th Street is a desolate strip between 10th Avenue and now, all FedEx and horse stables and double parked cars. I stop over the Amtrak rails, my favorite spot in Midtown, it reminds me of Manhattan’s history as a hub of industry and trade, the grand connector between far off lands and the heartland, the mountains, the desert, the Pacific Coast…now Doritos wrappers and Burger King bags line the rails, probably needles and condoms and shit, too. Well that’s history, too. “What opera is like a railwayline? —The Rose of Castile. See the wheeze? Rows of cast steel. Gee!”
I love how designers are redefining the word "minimalism." Merriam-Webster: Main Entry:min·i·mal·ism Pronunciation: \ˈmi-nə-mə-ˌli-zəm\ Function:noun Date:19291 : a style or technique (as in music, literature, or design) that is characterized by extreme spareness and simplicity 2 : minimal art Today we have Rogan Gregory doing what he terms "soulful minimalism." Imagine a Richard Serra sculpture (Gregory's favorite artist, fyi). Minimalism that's been left outside to rust, weather and age. As the parlance goes: Minimalism with a twist! Rogan points to the concrete floor inside his showroom and store. "When they first poured it, they made it perfect and smooth...and I looked at it and thought, no, that's not right." Rogan likes things to be a little fucked up, he said. Don't we all! How does this translate to the clothes?
Gold Pants Dance from Julie, who got it from Dyna. Ladies, I thank you.
