27.2.10

i wonder if this appears as poetic and heartbreaking to others as it does to me..
a close friend who is this year working out at the mines on a 1 week on/off rotation shared a small moment with me on the 1st of February.:
'i just get to see the sun rise before i go to work. sometimes i think its the sun over the horizon but its a truck with its highbeams on. of late though i don't see much sun due to clouds.'

Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros - 40 Day Dream:

can't seem to get this out of my head/stop stomping my feet to it.

26.2.10

no, my fans are quite relaxed in their love for me

..not a lot to report.
not even too sure why i'm creating this post, now that i think about it.


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i plan to dress like maggie (on the right hand side - our right, not theirs) in this image when i age.

today i bought two pairs of fairly inexpensive brogues - one pewter, one black, + a men's watch (of which i plan to upgrade once i am able to financially do so) + some other things that aren't so much worth mentioning. i'm almost satisfied.

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christopher kane backstage.
image via

22.2.10

because he likes giving me words of wisdom disguised as lectures

1. if you want something to happen, you've got to make it happen
2. stick up for yourself, because no-one else will
4. you're your own bitch, not someone else's
5. life is a sociopath off its medication and out of therapy, it will fuck you over unless you're on top
6. there is always an infinite better than you, worse than you, and the same as you
you're never alone and you're not unique
7. if you really want something, then fight for it with sound logic, reason, and justification
10. always have a plan - always, always, ALWAYS - have a goal, set the objectives required to reach the goal, then make the steps
11. DON'T WORRY WHAT OTHER THINK OF YOU OR ARE DOING..FUCK THEM ALL TO THE COLD PITS OF HELL
worrying about what others think slows you down and prevents you from doing what you really want to do
12. never settle for soemthing when you know you could get better
13. pick your friends - having a small group of really close good honest friends is much better than a horde of drones and clones
14. always be honest to others and speak your mind, especially be honest to yourself
15. FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT - yell, scream, voice yourself, make yourself heard
DIG YOUR LEGS IN
19. TAKE INITIATIVE
20. learn from others' mistakes - saves you time
22. life is not fun, work is not fun, it is not meant to be fun
25. you will most likely have to do a lot of un-fun things in order to find purpose and meaning in life


i don't usually enjoy or take part in any formulating of wishlists for my birthday or for christmas, but there's a few awesome things that i've really wanted in my possession over the last week and it seems like nice timing.
ever since my class was made to analyse the lyrics to a Paul Kelly song in grade 11 English, i've had growing respect for the man. my parents own a Greatest Hits album and the songs included in that compilation are all that i've really ever listened to by Paul, but for me its enough. over the last six months in particular i've started enjoying and respecting him more and more and more.
another bout of perfect timing was Triple J's initiative in creating a tribute evening in late 2009 to mark the 30th anniversary of Paul's contribution to long-lasting local and international musical heritage. on this evening a number of talented young Australian musicians teamed together and played their favourites of Paul's hits from over the years. when i first heard about the idea i was stoked - although of course i didn't and couldn't attend - and then upon actually hearing some of the songs played on those nights i was blown away. so so so so fantastic.
i dreamed that the live sets would be recorded by the Triple J live music team and released for sale, but when they were aired for two nights live on the radio i assumed that that would not be the case.
ALTHOUGH, some days ago a cd/dvd set from that night HAS indeed been released. and i want to own it more than..most things, right now.
and so behold, the Before Too Long Triple Js Tribute To Paul Kelly 3-cd set (i think there's an alternative set that involves at least one DVD, too, but not too sure):
CD 1 PAUL KELLY TRIBUTE – SET A / FIRST HALF OF CONCERT:
* ASH NAYLOR - Before Too Long
* BOB EVANS - Love Never Runs On Time
* BOB EVANS - From St Kilda to Kings Cross
* MEGAN WASHINGTON - Everybody Loves You Baby
* MEGAN WASHINGTON - Meet Me In The Middle Of The Air
* PAUL DEMPSEY - Your Lovin’ Is On My Mind
* DAN KELLY - Down To My Soul
* DAN KELLY – Crosstown
* KATY STEELE - Every Fucking City
* DAN SULTAN - Give In To My Love
* DAN SULTAN - Look So Fine, Feel So Low
* JAE LAFFER - They Thought I Was Asleep
* CLARE BOWDITCH - Deeper Water
* CLARE BOWDITCH - To Her Door
CD 2 PAUL KELLY TRIBUTE – SET B / SECOND HALF OF CONCERT:
* JAE LAFFER - When I First Met Your Ma
* OZI BATLA – Careless
* OZI BATLA - Sydney From a 727
* ADALITA - Everything’s Turning To White
* ADALITA - Sweet Guy
* Intro for - Most Wanted Man In The World
* KATY STEELE - Most Wanted Man In The World
* PAUL DEMPSEY - Dumb Things
* MISSY HIGGINS – (You Can Put Your) Shoes Under My Bed
* MISSY HIGGINS - If I Could Start Today Again
* JOHN BUTLER - How To Make Gravy
* Intro for - From Little Things Big Things Grow
* JOHN BUTLER, DAN SULTAN & MISSY HIGGINS - From Little Things Big Things Grow
* Intro for - Leaps and Bounds - by Paul Kelly
* PAUL KELLY - Leaps And Bounds
CD 3 PAUL KELLY ORIGINAL RECORDINGS:
* PAUL KELLY – Before Too Long
* PAUL KELLY – From St Kilda To Kings Cross
* PAUL KELLY – Everybody Loves You Baby
* PAUL KELLY – Meet Me In The Middle Of The Air
* PAUL KELLY – Down To My Soul
* PAUL KELLY – Give In To My Love
* PAUL KELLY – Look So Fine, Feel So Low
* PAUL KELLY – They Thought I Was Asleep
* PAUL KELLY – Deeper Water
* PAUL KELLY – To Her Door
* PAUL KELLY – When I First Met Your Ma
* PAUL KELLY – Careless
* PAUL KELLY – Everything’s Turning To White
* PAUL KELLY – Sweet Guy
* PAUL KELLY – Most Wanted Man In The World
* PAUL KELLY – Dumb Things
* PAUL KELLY – (You Can Put Your) Shoes Under My Bed
* PAUL KELLY – If I Could Start Today Again
* PAUL KELLY – How To Make Gravy
* PAUL KELLY – From Little Things Big Things Grow

last night i finally watched the movie the Boat that Rocked and it concreted the fact that musically, (along with many other factors) i was born for the sixties.
over the last 2-3 years in particular, i've accumulated a 50+-page document of websites to visit, people to google, quotes i've enjoyed, movies to watch and books to read, labels to shop for and to look up on the internet, and page upon page of artists, bands and songs to look into in the smallest font that is still read-able. i'm forever trying to work my way through it, before again adding to it once more.
so many of these artists that i have written down have hailed from the sixties through to the nineties, rather than being outnumbered by their more modern counterparts..and although many are still yet to be looked into or purchased, a great deal that i have been looking up on youtube lately have been from the swingin' sixties. i just love what i've heard from that period so far.
a day ago i first listened to Marianne by Leonard Cohen, and sweet jesus. so. good.
i've near played it to death already but i don't mind in the least.
i especially love when the back-up female singers come in, they sound like angels.
but to cut to the chase, that song was featured in the movie - and i nearly cried from joy when i heard it.
i'm shattered, its the one major song within the movie -there's about 8 +/- others also - that don't feature within the 2-cd soundtrack.
i really really really really really really desire that soundtrack aswell as Paul Kelly's cd set..absolute heaven for the ears.
in the movie, when one of the characters (i've forgotten his name already, poor fella D:) sings along to Stay with Me by Lorraine Ellison, for me, it made the movie. such a magical moment that managed to break my heart while forcing me to crack a wide smile.
here's the soundtrack, albeit in accordance to Wikipedia:
Disc one
1. "Stay with Me Baby" - Duffy - 3:52
2. "All Day and All of the Night" - The Kinks - 2:23
3. "Elenore" - The Turtles - 2:30
4. "Judy in Disguise (With Glasses)" - John Fred and His Playboy Band - 2:52
5. "Dancing in the Street" - Martha Reeves and the Vandellas - 2:36
6. "Wouldn't It Be Nice" - The Beach Boys - 2:23
7. "Ooo Baby Baby" - Smokey Robinson - 2:45
8. "This Guy's in Love with You" - Herb Alpert & The Tijuana Brass - 4:01
9. "Crimson and Clover" - Tommy James & The Shondells - 5:24
10. "Hi Ho Silver Lining" - Jeff Beck - 2:53
11. "I Can See for Miles" - The Who - 4:07
12. "With a Girl Like You" - The Troggs - 2:07
13. "The Letter" - The Box Tops - 1:54
14. "I'm Alive" - The Hollies - 2:25
15. "Yesterday Man" - Chris Andrews - 2:32
16. "I've Been a Bad Bad Boy" - Paul Jones - 2:20
17. "Silence Is Golden" - The Tremeloes - 3:09
18. "The End of the World" - Skeeter Davis - 2:39
[edit] Disc two
1. "Friday on My Mind" - The Easybeats - 2:53
2. "My Generation" - The Who - 3:19
3. "I Feel Free" - Cream - 2:54
4. "The Wind Cries Mary" - Jimi Hendrix - 3:21
5. "A Whiter Shade of Pale" - Procol Harum - 4:00
6. "These Arms of Mine" - Otis Redding - 2:33
7. "Cleo's Mood" - Jr. Walker & The All Stars - 2:42
8. "The Happening" - The Supremes - 2:50
9. "She'd Rather Be with Me" - The Turtles - 2:21
10. "98.6" - The Bystanders - 3:19
11. "Sunny Afternoon" - The Kinks - 3:34
12. "Father and Son" - Cat Stevens - 3:42
13. "Nights in White Satin" - The Moody Blues - 4:26
14. "You Don't Have to Say You Love Me" - Dusty Springfield - 2:49
15. "Stay with Me" - Lorraine Ellison - 3:33
16. "Hang On Sloopy" - The McCoys - 3:52
17. "This Old Heart of Mine (Is Weak for You)" - The Isley Brothers - 2:51
18. "Let's Dance" - David Bowie - 4:06


some images from a semi-recent Sonia Rykiel show, as drawn from the beautiful Zurich-based blog Fashion Bits and Bobs:
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..yes.

20.2.10

grace

these are snippets from some of my favourite or what i found to be the most thought-provoking comments in following Scott Schumann's post/s in regard to grace on his blog The Sartorialist.
there's probably hundreds more that have been posted since i saved these; it was a week or two ago if i recall correctly.

-1.I try to notice every little thing the man I love is doing for me, he does the same, and it helps us to be happier.
-2.He ensures that each time we cross a street and are walking on the sidewalk that he is on the traffic "street" side. So gallant.
-3.What I loved most about it wasn't the flower, it was the gesture. Of him trying to figure out how to be a man that could be thoughtful as well as tough.
-4.The way he puts his hand at the small of my back.
-5.Well done piece. I have yet to read anything be it a mens/women magazine, newspaper style sections, etc.. about manners and grace. I think I actually learned that from my parents at a very young age, and living abroad from youth to adulthood (amazing what you can observe from other cultures).
-6.Problem is though, I think a lot of people lack it so much, it's not even thought of. Sad really. Thanks for the reminder.
-7.This is a great post Scott. But sometimes those little things aren't as glamorous as holding a door or moving a candle but they make your life so much better. Here are a few things my lovely husband of more than 25 years does for me:
-Puts out my vitamins every morning before we leave for work
-Routine car maintenance
-Shops for food
-Cleans the bathroom without being asked
-Goes to the doctor with me when I am scared
-Loves the dog as much as I do
-Is an amazing father and good friend to our adult sons
-8.One idea you might want to look into is the really long history of manners / grace / gracefulness -- I'm thinking back to Castiglione's conception of "sprezzatura" in his book The Book of the Courtier (1528). An English translation published shortly after the Italian original translated the Italian sprezzatura as "nonchalance," which is a pretty sweet idea.
-9.My man leaves handwritten (and illustrated!) notes for me all the time
-10.My love is abroad right now, but he has hidden gifts for me around our home-- a bottle of cabernet atop our kitchen cabinets, bars of chocolate taped to cabinet ceilings. Every now and again he'll say, "Go look...," and have me giddy and laughing over my great new find. His thoughtfulness is limitless. I feel so loved, and so boundlessly thankful for this man, for his presence during his absence.
-11.It doesn't even have to be a boyfriend - just by smiling at a stranger, or holding the door for the next person getting in the room...
-12.A former boyfriend of mine once downloaded the movie "the lionking", knowing it to be my all time favourite and then made me popcorn to go with it. We curled up on a matress on the floor by his computer and sang along with all the songs. That's the best date I've ever been on. The smallest favour but the sweetest thing in the world at the same time.
-13.What makes my heart flutter is that my man is a feminist, and encourages other men to be. It's still a man's world in many ways; 'feminism' is not a dirty word and we should all be advocating equality :) plus, it's sexy.
-14.My boyfriend of six years sends me sweet SMS messages every once in a while. They are always totally unexpected protestations of his love for me and cause me to break into a huge smile every time. The most recent was "I've been crushing on you lately." To know that he not only loves me, but is still IN love with me is truly awesome.
-15.To have this come from you is of no little importance. Gentlemanliness, a subject which engages me personally and professionally, might be considered a lost art. Those with influence can do nothing better than publicly to promote its cultivation, or else to lament its absence. Kudos.
-16.I think you're completely right! i love striving to be a strong independent woman, but i also want a man who doesn't make me feel smaller by "taking care of me", but when manner and grace are innate to him you only feel better and appreciated.
-17.My man is overseas at the moment. When I was sick a few weeks back, he rang me up, made sure I was tucked in bed, then began reading aloud to me from one of my favorite books. It's those loving, thoughtful gestures that garner my deep respect and make me want to hug him so tight.
-18.What a beautiful blog post! There are a few dresses that I wear that I have a hard time zipping up or off. My boyfriend always helps me by unzipping it for me when I get home from work or from the evening. He always unzips it (without me asking) and gives me a small kiss on my upper back. Everytime. It is a small gesture but one that reminds me of how lucky I am to have someone who shows me such a small gesture of kindness but yet filled with so much love.
-19.While I'm generally not a fan of the commercialized Valentine's Day, I'm always pleasantly reminded that the love that is supposed to be celebrated doesn't have to be romantic love, and that has always been because of the little things that my father does.
-20.Giving me a hug when my bottom lip begins to shake.
-21.I'm not a touchy-feely person and don't like public displays of affection which sometimes make me feel like the most unloving person in the world. And it doesn't help that I don't smile a lot. But, I do like it when my boyfriend holds my hand when we're crossing the road, when he leads me up a tram or a bus, or when he helps me step out of the car. Again, his smile tops it off.
-22.Your photos are filled with this sort of graciousness. Thanks for this.
-23.I believe a man is truly seen in the little day to day gestures-not the grand ones.

16.2.10

my sentences will never stop being long-winded, seemingly irrelevant or completely confusing

below is my final year 12 Modern History Assignment..it was verrrry last-minute unfortunately; the most rushed assignment that i'd ever done. the workload at that time + my horrendous time management proved unsightly in collaboration.
in reading back over this, i've realised just the extent of how vague and non-specific that it is..i wish i had been able to double the word limit in order to give more particulars of the examples provided within the points that i was trying to put across, or should have at least added some imagery at intervals to visually describe what i was trying to discuss.
it repeats itself a fair bit, i think, and the ending is so abrupt and lazy of me, obviously shows just how rushed i had been when writing this.
but i'll try to justify/evaluate no more, good luck:

'THE GREATEST OF THEM ALL’
-Eastern Designers That Have Been of the Most Influence within Western and European Fashion


the most successful fashion designers over the course of European fashion history (the head of global fashion), have been those that have sought to innovate and because of this, are often those of eclectic character.
there is potential for great power and immense social dominance to be obtained by any person or figure within history that can or has, more or less, made history through their original and creative influence. that is, through means of a single-handed alteration of a society’s view on an issue or traditional aspect of their history and culture; a social aspect that had beforehand had a lasting reputation or stigma attached to it (prior to that person’s presence and resulting influential manipulation).

particularly in times of such recession and financial limitation as at present, it is the arts that simultaneously seem to suffer the most, as well as to produce the most amazing and original, emotive works. after all, as long as a medium upon which art can be created and new elements and techniques of fashion, in particular, are able to be designed, art can and will survive. in difficult times, the artists simply have to find new ways of regrouping and recreating under the restricted circumstance and it is this forced necessity for change that does not at all hinder the creative process, but instead catalytically speeds it up; in doing so creating the innovation. thus, the best inventions are said to be those born from necessity.

within the international fashion industry, two major sectors exist. the French term ‘haute couture’ translates quite literally to ‘high fashion’; garments of a somewhat exclusive and custom-fitted nature. on the other end of the scale there exists ‘prêt-à-porter’ seasonal clothing shows; which is a form of fashion, of similar French background, that involves and consists of ‘ready-to-wear’ collections and separate pieces of a more purchasable, wearable, and mass-produced nature.

during the 1970s and 1980s, European fashion was taken by storm by a number of creative-minded, unconventional Japanese designers. Kenzo Takada was the very first of this group to make his mark in Paris, and so has had a lasting effect upon the industry through the way in which he paved the way for other young Eastern designers to closely follow suit. although the Western conventions that he did keep within his designs were only to be later ignored almost entirely by the ‘big three’ avant-garde Japanese designers; Rei Kawakubo, Issey Miyake and Yohji Yamamoto, it was Kenzo who first led the way and allowed other Japanese designers to similarly travel to Paris to work and make an international name for themselves. because of this, the four most influential Japanese designers within Western fashion history have been Kenzo, for being the first Japanese designer to arrive upon the Parisian fashion scene, alongside Rei Kawakubo of the label and fame of Comme des Garçons, Issey Miyake and Yohji Yamamoto…all of which have had similar though distinctly differing views regarding both the concept of fashion as well as that of beauty. through their designs, these four figures broke the assumed Western traditions and ideals that had formerly been in place, and truly opened an entirely new realm within fashion. they allowed a creative and unorthodox world to be unlocked, in which a great number of designers have since, internationally, whole-heartedly embraced and too become a part of.

the very early 1970s involved many major milestones for fashion designer, Kenzo Takada. he was the very first Japanese, or in fact, Eastern, figure to become officially recognised as a worthy and talented design professional within the European fashion industry. after studying at the renowned Bunka School of Fashion in Tokyo, Takada (today identified by his label name and moniker, ‘Kenzo’), was one of the very first male students to study and successfully graduate at the institute.
he has had a major contribution to the libertine attitude of fashion design that is today, for the most part, undervalued and largely taken for granted.

with a sudden emergence onto the Parisian prêt-à-porter scene, Kenzo almost immediately became known to be a ‘magician of colour’ (Sainderichinn, 1998, p17) as he mixed prints and hues that had never before been considered to exist simultaneously. his use of dissonant patterns within the one garment was that of a concept that no Western designer had ever before considered or imagined. although, this concept and technique of fabric organisation was at first only due to the initial financial hardship that he endured, and as a result had had to collect the fabrics that he used from sales and markets.

after his first collection in June of 1970, one of his designs (that included an age-old Japanese stitching technique; ‘Sashiko’), graced the cover of what was at that time one of the most largely emulated and popular fashion publications, Elle magazine. this led to the creation of a lasting reputation for the young designer, although his ethnicity did also, initially, play a major role within his sudden fame and overnight success. it must be noted, however, that immediately after this recognition of Kenzo’s somewhat controversial ethnicity, the creative resourcefulness of his designs and techniques that he employed became to be the true reason behind his rapid and ongoing success.

despite the illustrious fusing of varying ethnic aesthetics and forms within his work, Kenzo persistently stuck to his traditional Japanese roots in drawing direct inspiration from the silhouette of the kimono upon a number of occasions. this is most evident within his very first collection in which he made clear use of square forms and straight lines, as was unseen within Parisian fashion within that era.
additionally, Kenzo became soon renowned for his fondness of traditional concept and folklore-inspired designs; rather than that of the sexualised and largely concept-less, figure-hugging designs that were at their highest peak at the time that he swiftly broke away from the social norms to create his own style of recognisable design aesthetic.
within two years of his first collection in Paris, Kenzo stated that, ‘when I worked in Japan, it was no good for a designer. You had to follow European fashions,’ (Morris, 1972, p23)

much recognition, therefore, must be handed to Kenzo, as he completely embraced and started a great number of trends that have endured until today. for example, the present and prevalent use of kimono-like sleeves and ‘folklore fashion’; that is, fashion design that is based around a concept or statement, rather than that of simply aesthetic and absolute quality; is all owing to Kenzo’s early motifs and creations.
“it pleases me when people say i have influence. but i am influenced by the world that says i influence it. the world i live in is my influence." (Takada, 1978)

following the economic and industrial boom within Japan in the 1960s, three equally unconventional and nonconformist Japanese fashion designers Rei Kawakubo, Issey Miyake and Yohji Yamamoto made their European runway debuts. together they unapologetically took the European fashion couturiers, prêt-à-porter designers and critics alike, by complete surprise, as their collections endeavored to develop a global fashion-fueled presence for Japan as a result.
when they arrived, the Western world was immensely conventional in terms of fashion. the ‘big three’, as they soon became quite aptly dubbed, disrupted this presumed tradition of aesthetic and conceived societal image of ‘beauty’ and perfection.
fellow designer of the avant-garde of both British and Turkish descent, Hussein Chalayan, pointed out that, ‘the most important influence on their work is the philosophy of Wabi-Sabi; a thesis about the beauty of the moment and the actuality of being. it is the magic of being Japanese that could never be understood by anyone but the Japanese themselves’. (O’Flaherty, 2009)

in following Kenzo, Miyake showed his first collection in Paris in 1973, and almost directly after, as did Yamamoto and Kawakubo in 1981.

Miyake, insistent upon the fact that his first-hand childhood witnessing of the bombing of Hiroshima would hinder not his creative spirit or at all smother and out-glow his global reputation, has existed, much like Kawakubo and Yamamoto, a spiritual and soft-spoken man of minimal words.
‘i tried not to be defined by my past. i did not want to be labeled ‘the designer who survived the atomic bomb,’ and therefore i have always avoided questions about Hiroshima. they made me uncomfortable.’ (Miyake, 2009)
Miyake will, next year, celebrate an extensive forty years within the business. he has become renowned to never present a collection or show that is of the usual methods that involve sullen models parading to a collection of thin, front-row celebrities. instead, Miyake delivers collections that highlight the clothing rather than the spectacle of the event. in one instance in Paris, an Issey Miyake show was inclusive or sculptural artworks by a Japanese artist. cloth that was suspended in long strips hung from the ceiling as stylists and designers that work beneath him walked out with rolls of tubed fabric in tow. this was the very first public viewing of his innovation, ‘APOC’ or ‘A Piece of Cloth’, that rely upon the wearer’s intuition and creativity in each individual case.
a leaflet for an APOC Spring/Summer collection in 1994 read, ‘like a magic carpet, when the roll is unfurled, an entire wardrobe is revealed…all that stands between the wearer and their clothing is a pair of scissors by which to free them. the lines of demarcation create a pattern of surface design that in turn becomes structured seams. the wearer need only select and free her choice.’
in turn, Miyake soon after stated that ‘i am always returning back to one piece of cloth – a rectangle – because it is the elementary form in clothing.’

similarly, Miyake’s ‘Pleats Please’ dress was one of complete originality; born of the concept of a dancer’s clothing, of fluidity and allowable movement by means of everyday and easily wearable apparel.
he has been known to raid the closets of traditional and historical looks, in utilising aspects from the kimono’s simple geometric line.

most important, though, is Miyake’s obsession with technology and the production of high-tech fabrics and fibres. he had a philosophy to always look forward within his designs, while all around him designers were turning back. his strict refusal of traditional circular hemlines and other such techniques are what have set Miyake apart from his peers.

it can be seen observed, moreover, that it was the distinct process of shocking with entirely new ideals and fashionable morals that allowed both Kawakubo and Yamamoto’s fashion creations to attract such initial publicity and controversy.
garments were deconstructed, reconstructed and unstructured as a defining statement of direct contrast and antithesis to the preferred body shape and current trends that were essentially in vogue at that point.

the lack of Western heritage democratised the two designers, as they were free of non-Eastern tradition and so were not tied down to any previous historic or social convention; whether that was by subconscious movement or not.
the garments that were produced highlighted androgyny in addition to a major preference for an absence of colour palette in cooperative conjunction with the gender-neutral forms. monochromaticism, asymmetry and baggy, loose-fitting looks were all cleverly constructed, and often as a result gained the titles of ‘post-Hiroshima’ or, similarly, that of ‘Hiroshima chic’, in regard to the garments’ large use of dark colours (and in particular, black) and intellectual truth or morbidity, which were not at all popular or at all in use at the time.

Yohji Yamamoto, a somewhat veteran designer after having spent thirty of thriving and immeasurably significant years within the industry, has been a pioneer of simplistic deconstructionism throughout the second half of the 20th Century.
after setting up his own label in 1970, Yamamoto found himself becoming increasingly intrigued by irregular and alternative proportions. along with Kawakubo, his designs achieved a relatively subtle and sensual nature. he incorporated oversized, flowing fabrics with feminine silhouettes in order to again voice an unfading Japanese sensibility and traditional consciousness. this also ensured that a sense of Western and in particular, Parisian, elegance was retained.

Yamamoto was known to create collections that were seemingly more architectural than wearable and consequently; commercially common. his traditional construction of clothing included layers of fabrics that both revealed and concealed the body, in an opposition that was also, remarkably, harmonious. his monochromatic colour use unified the silhouette of drapery and varying textures while the movement of the fabric existed as a major monumental creative element.
there was an underlying fluidity within the purity of his collections, and since the notoriority of the show that he presented in Paris during 1981; he has gone on to further extend and to influence designers on a seasonal and annual basis.

though, the figure that can be seen to be the most influential Easter designer within the entire Western world of fashion, is Rei Kawakubo; instigator behind the globally successful fashion house, Comme des Garçons. with her theory of ‘body becomes dress becomes body’, and as an anti-fashion designer, Kawakubo burst onto the European fashion scene as a genius of conceptual sculpture and a master of architectural garment assemblage.
she challenged what had beforehand been the presumed societal notion of what the female form should be presented as and understood to be. as one of the leading conceptualist designers during the late 1900s, she was the only female figure of notable futuristic creativity within international fashion during the 20th Century.

her collections have often left onlookers both in awe and in confusion as they find themselves unable to pinpoint an exact emotion or understanding of her looks, largely due to their conceptually threatening and frequently unsettling nature. despite their often shocking assault upon the eye and the senses, however, Comme des Garçons designs are always that of totally unparalleled beauty; slowing revealing themselves to be works of an absolute genius with no repetition, little symmetry and often immense visual abstraction.

Kawakubo used the creation of clothing as a medium to express her challenging of issues such as body shape and image, gender, and sexuality; ‘i don’t want or need to explain (the concept or reasoning behind her designs). i don’t talk too much. clothes are my statement. that is an old Japanese way of thinking. what matters is what you create…comfort, a home. hold back the energy that drives innovation. you need to be hungry, to lack comfort. possessions make you smug. you always see the same things.’

in the Spring/Summer season of ready-to-wear fashion in 1997, Kawakubo introduced with a slight metaphorical smirk, her infamous ‘Bumps’, or ‘Lumps’, collection. it entirely distorted the common form of the human body, and all existed within a colour scheme made up entirely of black – ensuring a trail of controversial criticism and acclaim trailed after her, following the show.

her 1983 show was also described to be one of complete isolation and other-worldly quality to view.
‘their makeup alienating: only a livid blue bruise marked a mouth or an eye socket burnt orange and chrome was blistered across cheekbones and eyebrows, and their hair was as kempt as a scarecrow’s hatch. their clothes, too, seemed in tatters; great flapping coats with frayed edges, covered black and grey cocoons of fabric which were cooped and wrapped around their emaciated bodies.’ (Brampton, 1983)

Kawakubo forged a path of complete originality; inspiring careers out of designers such as current Belgian king of Western avant-garde, Martin Margiela. she designed with no apology or nostalgic reference to past trends; seeing the direct future of fashion.

this blurring of historical, cultural and social aspects of fashion industry upon a global scale, of both Eastern and Western synchronicity, is what has allowed the four designers; Kenzo, Miyake, Kawakubo and Yamamoto, to exist today as the most historically important and culturally influential designers in contemporary history.

13.2.10

this is when Jimi started getting funk dawg on the shit and for me it's his best stuff

he breakfasted en famille but followed his own personal regimen of an infusion of wormwood blossoms for his stomach and a head of garlic that he peeled and ate a clove at a time, chewing each one carefully with bread, to prevent heart failure.’
- p9., Love in the Time of Cholera, Gabriel Garcia Marquez.

..because horror on Earth is real and it is every day. it is like a flower or like the sun; it cannot be contained.
- p168., The Lovely Bones, Alice Sebold.

'sometimes people write novels and they just be so wordy and so self-absorbed,' [Kanye] West said.
'i am not a fan of books. i would never want a book’s autograph.
i am a proud non-reader of books. i like to get information from doing stuff like actually talking to people and living real life,
' he said.
West, a college dropout, said being a non-reader was helpful when he wrote his book because it gave him 'a childlike purity.'

'the two eyes of even the most beautiful face are never exactly alike; the segments of an orange, the leaves of a tree, the petals of a flower, are never exactly identical. it would seem that every type of beauty derives its charm from its diversity.'
- Renoir

'twenty-three years ago the arms were handed in. the rifles were locked in the rack. the horses were sold. the guns were sheeted and packed in storage for other gunners. the familiar faded-green uniform disappeared from the streets.
but the Australian Imperial Force is not dead. that famous army of generous men marches still down the long lane of its country’s history, with bands playing and rifles slung, with packs on shoulders, white dust on boots, and bayonet scabbards and entrenching tools flapping on coutless thighs – as the French countryfolk and the fellaheen of Egypt knew it.
what these men did nothing can alter now. the good and the bad, the greatness and smallness of their story will stand.
whatever of glory it contains nothing now can lessen. it rises, as it will always rise, above the mists of ages, a monument to great-hearted men; and, for their nation, a possession for ever.
'
– Charles Bean

i'm pretty positive that a lot of these images are repeats from previous posts, but they work well together. this is the type of look that i've found myself to be admiring at large for at least a year now:
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Burning Man is an annual experiment in temporary community dedicated to radical self-expression and radical self-reliance

hurtling down the road to the Black Rock Desert, the colors paint themselves like a spice cabinet — sage, dust, slate gray. maybe you're in your trusty car, the one that takes you to and from work every day. Perhaps you've got a spacious RV, your Motel 6 on wheels for the next days in the desert. Or you're driving your glittering art car, complete with poker chips and mirroring to do a disco ball proud.

the two-lane highway turns off onto a new road. you drive slowly onto the playa, the 400 square mile expanse known as the Black Rock Desert.
and there you've touched the terrain of what feels like another planet.
you're at the end — and the beginning — of your journey to Burning Man.
you belong here and you participate. you're not the weirdest kid in the classroom — there's always somebody there who's thought up something you never even considered. you're there to breathe art.
imagine an ice sculpture emitting glacial music — in the desert.
imagine the man, greeting you, neon and benevolence, watching over the community. you're here to build a community that needs you and relies on you.

you're here to survive.
what happens to your brain and body when exposed to 107 degree heat, moisture wicking off your body and dehydrating you within minutes?
you know and watch yourself. you drink water constantly and piss clear.
you'll want to reconsider drinking that alcohol (or taking those other substances) you brought with you — the mind-altering experience of Burning Man is its own drug. you slather yourself in sunblock before the sun's rays turn up full blast.
you bring enough food, water, and shelter because the elements of the new planet are harsh, and you will find no vending.

you're here to create.
since nobody at Burning Man is a spectator, you're here to build your own new world.
you've built an egg for shelter, a suit made of light sticks, a car that looks like a shark's fin.
you've covered yourself in silver, you're wearing a straw hat and a string of pearls, or maybe a skirt for the first time.
you're broadcasting Radio Free Burning Man — or another radio station.

you're here to experience.
ride your bike in the expanse of nothingness with your eyes closed. meet the theme camp — enjoy Irrational Geographic, relax at Bianca's Smut Shack and eat a grilled cheese sandwich. find your love and understand each other as you walk slowly under a parasol.
wander under the veils of dust at night on the playa.

you're here to celebrate.
on Saturday night, we'll burn the Man. as the procession starts, the circle forms, and the man ignites, you experience something personal, something new to yourself, something you've never felt before.
it's an epiphany, it's primal, it's newborn.
and it's completely individual.

you'll leave as you came. when you depart from Burning Man, you leave no trace. everything you built, you dismantle.
the waste you make and the objects you consume leave with you. volunteers will stay for weeks to return the Black Rock Desert to its pristine condition.

but you'll take the world you built with you. when you drive back down the dusty roads toward home, you slowly reintegrate to the world you came from. you feel in tune with the other dust-covered vehicles that shared the same community.
over time, vivid images still dance in your brain, floating back to you when the weather changes. the Burning Man community, whether your friends, your new acquaintances, or the Burning Man project, embraces you.
at the end, though your journey to and from Burning Man are finished, you embark on a different journey — forever.

- Molly Steenson

past themes have included Fertility, Time, Hell, Outer Space, The Body, The Floating World, Beyond Belief, Vault of Heaven, Psyche, Hope and Fear, The Green Man, and The American Dream. the theme for 2009 was Evolution.



Lee 'Alexander' McQueen..
what.
what what what.
why.
what.
i was reading a brief albeit accurate blog post about his departure earlier, the only words in the post were 'it's just too much.'
yes.
he went where others did not, could not, or would not.
he visisted places and created things and means that others dared not touch.
he was, and will remain, as an awe-inspiring maximalist of sorts, a true visionary and a weaver of intelligent yet creative thought - all sprinkled with magic..in brilliant excess.
his work was that of a genius in his field, no-one could come close.
those fashion-intrigued, philosophers and life-ponderers, creators, inventors, thinkers, conversationalists, the inspired, the wealthy along with the less fortunate, the dreamers along with pessimists, realists and optimists alike, all ache at the loss.
the world as a whole has been robbed of a blinding ray of sunshine; a jewel so prematurely ripped fromr our grasp at his most creative and arguably most publicly-noticed peak.

the news that Alexander McQueen has killed himself is particularly devastating because it always felt to me like he’d be the last man standing.
he was an arch romantic with a pessimistic streak. it produced some of the most beautiful, shocking images in the history of fashion, but it’s a state of mind that can lead to endless disappointments.
it’s awful to imagine him trying—and failing—to cope, and one can only hope that, if he was looking for peace, he found it.
for everyone left behind, there will eventually be consolation, however scant right now, in a body of work whose power will never die.

- Tim Blanks

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this was the first image that brought his works to my attention, and i tried -but poorly failed- to emulate it at the Festival of Fashion in what i think was 2007.:
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enough.
not enough.

9.2.10

getting through it


that was a tough one.
come on in and stop for a second to shake your head, dust yourself off, and look back at how far you’ve come.

sure, it’s been a long year. some crushing lows slapped you and smacked you around. there were times your heart dipped and you squinted back tears while your stomach squeezed so tightly you couldn’t sleep.
there were moments you walked around in a glossy-eyeball daze — when loved ones hurt, friends didn’t stay, or someone dear to your heart slowly drifted away.

sleepless nights, stressful nights, with teething babies, slurring customers, bad bosses, bickering boyfriends, or blank computer screens.
you were feeling and you were dealing and you were reeling and you were healing.
but as you walked your hard path down your long and bumpy road some little drops of confidence dripped like coffee into your head and into your heart.
as you stumbled and got back up a quiet inner strength slowly seeped into your bones. and as you climbed over obstacles set in your way some relaxed satisfaction and growing self-awareness glimmered like bright lights at the bottom of your stomach.
yes, this year changed you and grew you in so many ways you don’t even feel or notice yet.

as you struggled you empathized, as you slipped you understood, as you worked you earned..
..as you looked you learned
..as you dared you grew
..and as you jumped you flew.
your dreams are still focusing and your passion is growing.
your energy is still bubbling and your story keeps going.
you’ve been through so much and gained a year’s supply of experience along the way. you’re stronger than you were last year and stronger than you realize.

sure, there were times you bent, but you definitely didn’t break. There were times you caved, but you definitely didn’t flake.

listen up: you got bigger, you got better, and you got the scars to prove it.
so stop for a second today to smile and look back at everything you’ve done this year(2009)..everything you’ve seen..everywhere you’ve been..
you’ve taken more illegal naps and had more blurry-eyed late nights.
you’ve danced to more wedding songs and smiled at more beautiful sights.
you’ve seen more scorching sunsets and heard more head-bopping songs.
you’ve tripped a few times, but baby, you kept rolling right along.

yes, you’ve hugged more old friends and kissed some brand new pretty faces.
you’ve cheered more on the sidelines and visited some brand new pretty places.
you tasted more meals, you got more deals, and you’ve sniffed more flower blossoms.

and you made it all the way through this year because you’re so completely
AWESOME

1.2.10

"there's something in the air at the moment..
something a little bit frisky, a little bit scary. full of opportunity and whimsy. or at the very least, a chance to fall on your arse and come back up smiling.

over the past couple of months i've had a friend quit his consultant job to start his own record label. another who was a writer has decided to brew beer full-time. one has gone from corporate training to running a craft market. two doctor friends are travelling the world for 12 months. and a mate who was a civil servant has chucked in her pay cheque to start a PhD studying Aboriginal rock 'n' roll.

it can't just be me. it can't just be my friends. with economic fuckery shifting ground under our feet, i wonder if we've all slipped on our metaphorical rollerskates and decided to move with it. if we've twigged that pursuing your passion might not be a pipedream. that it's never too late to change direction. or, as one of my mates put it, 'if you're gonna get paid a shit wage anyway, you may as well be doing something you love.'
words to live by, don't you think ?"


- Frankie magazine, issue 31.


(that magazine's been annoying me a bit lately, or at least i haven't been favouring it as much as i once did. to me, it seems to sort of exist as the Lisa Mitchell of local magazines.. it goes out of its way to be sickly sweet and overly in-your-face-ly crafty or one-of-a-kind-but-not-really-ly quirky over and over again, but while always ensuring to uphold an Australian sort of charm, thus the occasional swear word and term like 'economic fuckery', which i'm not going to lie about, i did thoroughly enjoy when i first read it.)