UNABASHED FERVOR

Eat With Your Eyes

2010-08-19T19:56:00.000-07:00

I found these in a compilation book of photography from Tank magazine. My knee-jerk reaction was 'HA!'

Then going back to look at them after scanning them out of the book, I now think about how great they are at literally representing the point of consumer products.
Frying up some lipgloss and eye liners; spooning up some lipsticks. I'd thought about eating lipsticks before I started to use them. Love for products, makeup, and consumer products is a kind of hunger. When I look at the bowl of lipsticks in the cereal, I think about how if I could only chew and swallow up those creamy sticks, maybe I could have permanently colored lips, rich and developed like the photo colors. More than the application of makeup, these images remind me of a kind of desire projected onto consumer products: they'll make up us, we will become them, and they us. Just like the way food becomes a part of you when you eat it.
These pictures remind me that I want to gobble up the powders and creams and cakes, and become what I consume.

An Afternoon of Self-Righteousness In Borders Books

2010-08-08T20:25:00.000-07:00

I sauntered into Borders the other afternoon with no intentions whatsoever. Curious about their magazine selection, I did some hardcore browsing. I had read the above issue of Bust in the Brown bookstore a few days before (I'm very non-committal about magazines), and that along with Bitch were sitting right behind the placard that read "Gay and Lesbian". I took a quiet offense to the possibility of this being a gesture towards generalizing feminist periodicals as being for 'dykes' and what-have-you...
I mentioned it to the lady working at the desk, and being the non-mentioning type I am, I felt a certain shot of self-esteem leak into my bloodstream, then rocket towards cushioning a little tumor of self-righteousness in my chest. Huzzah! Tah-dah forever!
Of course, after delivering my opinion to the nice lady employee, I immediately felt the pangs of contradiction begin their monologue: "No! I know feminism and queer interests are totally allied and in tandem with each other! They are historically linked! I wouldn't want girls/women to maybe not give these titles a chance because they're shelved under 'Gay'! Not that that would be right anyway! Or maybe people wouldn't care! Or maybe they do! I don't know, I'm out of touch with what the rest of humanity thinks anyway! DON'T LISTEN TO ME FRIENDLY BORDERS EMPLOYEE, CONTINUE DOING YOUR JOB AFFABLY AND HONORABLY! Goodbye!"
This was all internal, although may have showed by way of a deeply furrowed brow. Anyhow I did get the hell out of there before I collapsed under the weight of my one-woman silent debate meeting.I went back a couple days later, and lo and behold, Bust and Bitch were no longer under Gay & Lesbian, but Culture & Society! VICTORY!

But, oh...

Ok, it's actually that they don't seem to have enough shelf space or carry enough Gay & Lesbian titles to fill a rack that would be able to fulfill the promise of that placard. It's a tie this time Borders!!
And I bought the issue of Bitch on display just because I felt guilty. Although I'm not sure what exactly for...
Moral of the story is...don't get angry until you're sure you actually have something to be angry about.

The End.

3 Caves

2010-07-31T22:41:00.001-07:00

1. Cave in the Barbados
2. Mike Kelley drawing
3. my own screenprint

Basket Case

2010-07-12T21:49:00.000-07:00

Sitting right in front of a tv in the living room at Kapalua in Maui. Green Day led me to believe that you played the guitar just by moving your hand up and down rapidly, I didn't really understand that there were individual strings tuned to from low to high sounds. And the masks the hospital nurses are wearing at the end of the video looked exactly like the face of this little old man pictured on the packaging of this rice candy we'd get in Maui; you could eat the candy's wrapper because it was made of rice. I didn't think you were supposed to eat the actual hard candy inside the wrapper though, so I never knew what the real candy tasted like.

1979

2010-07-12T01:34:00.001-07:00

Watching MTV in the den with my covers on the couch, before going to PM Kindergarten at St. Paul's.

The Fourth Sex

2010-06-22T21:31:00.000-07:00

a Vanessa Beecroft performance piece

Comme des Garcons advert

Pike Street Runaway, Seattle, photo by Mary Ellen Mark

Bunny Boy, Gummo

Women of the IRA

Columbine

All images from The Fourth Sex are paralleling and contradicting images of youth culture. When opposing realities and images of youth meet, they collide, there's violence...as in Columbine. I was in 4th grade when that happened.

Violence is a part of youth culture; the armed struggle of the IRA was propelled by youth, Bobby Sands was 27 when he starved to death.

Kids try on habits learned from adults.

The Fourth Sex

2010-06-20T19:52:00.000-07:00

I read once that the most attractive part of a man is his femininity, and the most attractive thing in a woman is her masculinity. This is the epitome of that sentiment.

The Fourth Sex, Edited by Raf Simons, Francesco Bonami, Maria Luisa Frisa; published by Charta and Rizzoli International

Fucking Gorgeous, Cortez the Killer Cover with Jim Jarmusch

2009-12-31T21:12:00.001-08:00

And I don't even like Bradford Cox...

OOOOOOooooooooooooooh!

2009-12-30T17:37:00.000-08:00

This is what my christmas looked like, stricken flat on my back by food poisoning. Dress by Henrik Vibskov from the wonderful circus collection for fall 09.

Last September, Katie Gallagher's Show in Tribeca

2009-12-06T21:12:00.000-08:00

Your Brows Are A Passport to Paradise

2009-09-14T15:04:00.000-07:00

I saw so much of those circular grommet-y things adorning shoes, bags, clothes in new york. From Topshop and steve madden shoes up to Marc Jacobs. Whenever I saw them I yelled out "GROMMETS!". It's a trend...hopefully people yelling accusatorily at them will be as well. A review of Katie Gallagher's show is brazenly forthcoming. In the meantime...here are some pictures from when I put on a comme des garcons fw 09 coat.

Going To New York..

2009-09-08T17:32:00.000-07:00

...and hoping to get into Katie Gallagher's show at the Tribeca Grand hotel. I dug her graduate show at school this year, interested to see where she takes it. The peacocks will be out in full force, and I intend to be quietly cooing in the undercurrents of the squawking Fashion Force. And if I see this kid

I'll either jump him, his bones that is, or step on his asymmetric train. Probably just gape though...

This Man Is A Class Act

2009-08-22T16:34:00.001-07:00

"It's the Middle Ground That's Fashion Nowhere"; Christopher Kane for Topshop

2009-08-22T14:06:00.000-07:00

Looking at Christopher Kane's capsule collection for high street vendor Topshop, images of which have been kept secret for the most part to build up anticipation for its store debut, I was reminded of something Karl Lagerfeld said about "fashion nowhere". It sounded typical of his high-minded rhetoric delivered in an off-the-cuff-obviously-what-I-say-is-true manner but rang true to a similar sentiment preached around the internet by blog writers or 'style-oriented' type journalism; that inexpensive, cast-off treasures of the vintage, thrifted, or otherwise used realm of clothing and adornment are a sartorial goldmine. Either the very cheap, or the very expensive are where fashion and style can be constructed, with the very expensive plunging one into the world of multi-digit prices, but with the fashion world's assurance that you are buying quality (in cut, shape, construction, fabric), supporting fine craftsmanship, and allying yourself with artistry. Hence the truism that it is better to buy better, for the long-term haul of building a wardrobe and establishing a visual identity for yourself. The fashion or style-conscious individual buys clothes for reasons other than utility, practicality, or function; they buy to construct themselves, the decision to purchase is one that is a reaffirmation of a faith in the importance of the form of ourselves, that our form, our body and how we present it is integral to who we think we are, which might be more important to us than who we really are anyway. To create an image of ourselves, to make ourselves in our own image, an image that is chosen and premeditated, has undeniable parallels with the concept of creation itself, which is a religious concept in the first place. The notion of department stores being the new churches is only too true, because it is where we can worship ourselves.

But to get back to Chrissy Kane's new digs for TopShop, they are that middle-ground that Lagerfeld dismissed as the true black hole of fashion. It's where nothing interesting happens, and trends are reinforced and repeated because they are safely established as marketable and cool (which doesn't necessarily bring along with it the quality of relevance), without innovation or exploration of why a popular current look or visual identity is desirable.

Look at this ensemble, grommet (they call it eyelet, psssh) pattern on the dress and the dreary little noose-satchel bag with an anachronistic tassel-thing hanging out like a leech; firstly the grommet patterning bugs the shit out of me because it's not done in any way resembling interesting. It comes off as a really cheap-looking watering down of Alexander Wang's metallic embellished aesthetic, like just having something close to a hard metal kind of material on a soft, feminine dress automatically implies toughness or some punk bullshit. It doesn't, it reads as grommets stuck on a dress. Which leads my mind to associations of a craft-project or some shitty DIY (omgz! like, DIY guyz!) studding that goes on all over style/fashion blogs. Kane graduated from Central Saint Martin's MA Fashion course; nothing he designs (I kind of doubt he did though, nevertheless his name is going to be on everything in the collection, so I'm going to treat it as if he was responsible for it) should be reminding me of a 13-year old gone wild with a glue gun and some moldy leather and jersey found at the way back of mum's closet, the place where she keeps stuff she got backpacking through the fucking Maldives.

I think the "eyelet" patterning exists purely to distract your eye from the fact that nothing interesting is going on with the shape or look of this dress. I can also see the model's underwear, so it's also semi-sheer...which is completely useless. Now you have to wear leggings or something with it, it may as well be a tunic then. Nothing's happening with that blue dress there...there's just nothing to say about it except that it has some awkward...beading...? To emphasize...your breasts? Basically it looks like those awfully sparkly ice-skater outfits, it's just selectively sparkly. The other dresses that aren't grommeted-up like this blue one are just similarly sort of floaty and vaguely ruffly in some places with cutesy colors. Not even worth posting.

This just baffles me. Again the grommet-y (gross word even!) surface embellishment on the shoes but this time combined with what can only pass in my mind as some kind of beach cover-up type garment procured at Venice Beach from a toothless hippie for $5. The concentric circle studding is mostly offensively dull and boring. Big circles that sometimes meet and intersect each other is not really interesting, it's got a bedazzled-vibe going on....and since I wasn't interested in that when I was 10, I have to say I'm still not impressed or intrigued at 20.

Mesh leggings with studdings. There's nothing to even say besides that. Just picture that phrase in your mind and swish it around on the palette of your tongue.

Grommets! And the only rationale I can see for the hole near the underarm is that Kane is trying to swing the pendulum of erogenous zoning to the patch of skin between your breastplate and your underarm. Hot.

This is the only element in the collection I've seen so far that even makes sense with what Kane's done in his RTW collections, and that's because it's a direct carried-over item from his Spring 09 collection with the ape and baboon print dresses that had full, pleated skirts starting at the waistline. This is a slightly watered-down version as it's a pretty simple sleeveless, short, summer type dress with a different animal print of the crocodile. The success of the piece is only based on the original success of the strong graphic image of a howling animal emblazoned on a pretty dress, which was related to other experiments in shape and silhouette that existed in the Spring collection. This dress doesn't belong to that collection, and it also doesn't relate to anything else I've seen in the TopShop collection. It's really more of a separate, commercial piece to get solely F21 and H&M type customers acquainted with the fashion world's collective losing-their-shit over his screaming-animal print garments that's been going on for months and months now. That said, I'm into this croc dress. But probably not if it retails for over $100.

Alexander McQueen's Woman; Spectacle & Identity

2009-08-10T19:22:00.000-07:00

This dress, and the whole collection it was a part of, is mind-meltingly beautiful. I adored the idea of a traditional pattern like the houndstooth morphing across the fabric into those macabre magpies, and the way it steals forms from the past like the New Look and makes it hysterical, histrionic. The whole garment has this real sense of weight to it, watching it move with the model, there's a feeling that it guides and dictates the movement possible in it, which is restricting on one hand but also demands of the wearer that they align themselves with the dress. It's such an exceptional piece that it requires the wearer to take on a role, and perform it. The dress demands a personal conviction from the wearer; it is such a force of personality, and an extremely aggressive one. The sheer aggressiveness is the most compelling quality in all of McQueen's collections. Aggression, theater, and power are the the three lynchpins of his work with clothes as well as with creating the spectacle that showcases them.

The styling of this ensemble in particular literally adorns the model in trash as the crowning note of the ensemble, with spray-painted, plastic wrapped aluminum cans arranged as headpieces. That element of using something degraded or junk-like in the styling of the ensembles enhances the overall power and grace of the image. The fact that they are stomping down the stretch of runway in honkin high heels and otherworldly ensembles makes the women powerful, unquestionably not to be fucked with. In his shows the models are often walking in an engineered atmosphere of trauma or tension (sexual, narrative), which his shows often invoke either in the stage sets that they have to navigate or in the subject matter spelled out by the names of the shows; "Highland Rape", his fifth collection in 1995, being one of the most infamous.

The major criticism of his work is that it displays a malevolent, misogynistic bent in his conception of women, in that his collections, though moreso his earlier ones, often have women appearing traumatized or deathly by the effects of the makeup, made severe by the cut and tailoring of the clothes, and somehow battered by the overall styling of their appearance, as if they were emerging on the runway having been previously destroyed but now pieced back together as the spectacle of the fashion show. The particular theatricality of McQueen's shows has even been referred to as 'McQueen's Theatre of Cruelty' in The Independent's review of his second collection: "McQueen...has a view that speaks of battered women, of violent lives, of grinding daily existences offset by wild, drug-enhanced nocturnal dives into clubs". But the violence of the styling has evolved over a decade into a highly regal and triumphant parade of women as something to be feared more than afraid themselves.

The clothes seem to serve as protection, as a barrier between the woman and a world that threatens her. The service of making clothes for women has an aspect of determining what a woman will be in the world she inhabits, and McQueen allying his craft to dressing women cannot be misogynistic, because he wants women to be strong: "I design clothes because I don't want women to look all innocent and naive, because I know what can happen to them. I want women to look stronger". The desire to create a look, in the hope that appearance will affect being, to situate the body in a way that will affect action and character, is rooted in how fashion relates to the development of identity. The identities of McQueen's characters are strong and independent, there is no implication in his images that these women need a man for instance. In fact, he's interested in women as separate from men: "I like men to keep their distance from women", "I've seen a woman nearly beaten to death by her husband. I know what misogyny is...I want people to be afraid of the women I dress".

All quotes taken from Caroline Evan's Fashion at the edge: spectacle, modernity & deathliness.

Comme des Garcons Fall/Winter 2009

2009-08-10T18:54:00.000-07:00

"Written Clothing", by Roland Barthes, 1967.

2009-07-30T17:15:00.000-07:00

A leather belt, with a rose stuck in it, worn above the waist, on a soft shetland dress.

I THE THREE GARMENTS

1.1 Image-Clothing and Written Clothing

I open a fashion magazine; I see that two different garments are being dealt with here. The first is the one presented to me as photographed or drawn--it is image-clothing. The second is the same garment, but described, transformed into language; this dress, photographed on the right, becomes on the left: a leather belt, with a rose stuck in it, worn above the waist, on a soft shetland dress; this is a written garment. In principle these two garments refer to the same reality (this dress worn on this day by this woman), and yet they do not have the same structure, because they are not made of the same substances and because, consequently, these substances do not have the same relations with each other: in one the substances are forms, lines, surfaces, colors, and the relation is spatial; in the other, the substance is words, and the relation is, if not logical, at least syntactic; the first structure is plastic, the second verbal. Is this to say that each of these structures is indistinguishable from the general system from which it derives--image-clothing from photography, written clothing from language? Not at all: the Fashion photograph is not just any photograph, it bears little relation to the news photograph or to the snapshot , for example; it has its own units and rules; within photographic communication, it forms a specific language which no doubt has its own lexicon and syntax, its own banned or approved "turns of phrase". Similarly, the structure of written clothing cannot be identified with the structure of a sentence; for if clothing coincided with discourse, changing a term in the discourse would suffice to alter, at the same time, the identity of the described clothing; but this is not the case; a magazine can state: "Wear shantung in the summer" as easily as "Shantung goes with summer", without fundamentally affecting the information transmitted to its readership. Written clothing is carried by language, but also resists it, and is created by this interplay. So we are dealing with two original structures, albeit derived from more general systems, in the one case language, in the other the image.

1.2 Real Clothing

At the least we might suppose that these two garments recover a single identity at the level of the real garment they are supposed to represent, that the described dress and the photographed dress are united in the actual dress they both refer to. Equivalent, no doubt, but not identical; for just as between image-clothing and written clothing there is a difference in substances and relations, and thus a difference of structure, in the same way, from these two garments to the real one there is a transition to other substances and other relations; thus, the real garment forms a third structure, different from the first two, even if it serves them as a model...

We have seen that the units of image-clothing are located at the level of forms , those of written clothing at the level of words; as for the units of real clothing, they cannot exist at the level of language, for, as we know, language is not a tracing of reality; nor can we locate them, although here the temptation is great, at the level of forms, for "seeing" a real garment, even under privileged conditions of presentation, cannot exhaust its reality, still less its structure; we never see more than part of a garment, a personal and circumstantial usage, a particular way of wearing it; in order to analyze the real garment in systematic terms, i.e., in terms sufficiently formal to account for all analogous garments, we should no doubt have to work our way back to the actions which governed its manufacture. In other words, given the plastic structure of image-clothing and the verbal structure of written clothing, the structure of real clothing can only be technological. The units of this structure can only be the various traces of the actions of manufacture, their materialized and accomplished goals: a seam is what has been sewn, the cut of a coat is what has been cut; there is then a structure which is constituted at the level of substance and its transformations, not of its representations or significations; and here ethnology might provide relatively simple structural models.

II SHIFTERS

1.3 Translation of Structures

There are, then, for any particular object (a dress, a tailored suit, a belt) three different structures, one technological, another iconic, the third verbal. These three structures do not have the same circulation pattern. The technological structure appears as a mother tongue of which the real garments derived from it are only instances of "speech". The two other structures (iconic and verbal) are also languages, "translated" from the mother tongue; they intervene as circulation relays between this mother tongue and its instances of "speech" (the real garments). In our society, the circulation of Fashion thus relies in large part on an activity of transformation: there is a transition (at least according to the order invoked by Fashion magazines) from the technological structure to the iconic and verbal structures. Yet this transition, as in all structures, can only be discontinuous: the real garment can only be transformed into "representation" by means of certain operators which we might call shifters, since they serve to transpose one structure into another, to pass, if you will, from one code to another code.

1.4 The Three Shifters

Since we are dealing with three structures, we must have three kinds of shifters at our disposal: from the real to the image, from the real to language, and from the image to language. For the first translation, from the technological garment to the iconic garment, the principal shifter is the sewing pattern, whose (schematic) design analytically reproduces the stages of the garment's manufacture; to which should be added the processes, graphic or photographic, intended to reveal the technical substratum of a look or an "effect": accentuation of a movement, enlargement of a detail, angle of vision. For the second translation, from the technological garment to the written garment, the basic shifter is what might be called the sewing program or formula: it is generally a text quite apart from the literature of Fashion; its goal is to outline not what is but what is going to be done; the sewing program, moreover, is not given in the same kind of writing as the Fashion commentary; it contains almost no nouns or adjectives, but mostly verbs and measurements. As a shifter, it constitutes a transitional language, situated midway between the making of the garment and its being, between its origin and its form, its technology and its signification. We might be tempted to include within this basic shifter all Fashion terms of clearly technological origin (a seam, a cut), and to consider them as so many translators from the real to the spoken; but this would ignore the fact that the value of a word is not found in its origin but in its place in the language system; once these terms pass into a descriptive structure, they are simultaneously detached from their origin (what has been, at some point, sewn, cut) and their goal (to contribute to an assemblage, to stand out in an ensemble); in them the creative act is not perceptible, they no longer belong to the technological structure and we cannot consider them as shifters. There remains a third translation, one which allows the transition from the iconic structure to the spoken structure, from the representation of the garment to its description.

Since Fashion magazines take advantage of the ability to deliver simultaneously messages derived from these two structures--here a dress photographed, there the same dress described--they can take a notable shortcut by using elliptical shifters: these are no longer pattern drawings or the texts of the sewing pattern, but simply the anaphorics of language, given either at the maximum degree ("this" tailored suit, "the" shetland dress) or at degree zero ("a rose stuck into a belt"). Thus, by the very fact that the three structures have well-defined translation-operators at their disposal, they remain perfectly distinct.

(extracted from The Fashion Reader, pgs. 87-89).