What circus is this?
What strange ghosts are they that loom out of the darkest black, the last place in our
They are us and they are Them.
They are the work of Danny Treacy.
They are figments of his imagination and desire.
They are made from recovered clothes.
They are from those lonely places – the woods, the wastelands, the car-parks.
They are re-stitched and re-fashioned: re-modelled into junk monsters.
They are nightmares of the catwalk, prowling around the outskirts of style’s dumb
- EXCERPT FROM TEXT BY DAVID CHANDLER
Richard Prince (Untitled) Girlfriend, 1993
Wolfgang Tillmans, Christos 1992
Paolo Roversi, Stella Tennant, Jean Paul Gaultier 1994
corrine day kate moss, third summer of love, the face 1990
Corrine Day, George Dancing, The Face1993
Craig McDean, Amber and Shakom, Beatnick, W 1995
Mario Sorrenti, Rachel 1990
Jeurgen TellerKristen McMenamy, London 1996
Got this book out of the library. Amazing. It is pretty much a fuck you to the fashion industry, and I love it. Photographers like Teller, Day and Sorrenti took cosmetic perfection of the 1980s towards a raw, honest vivbe. I love teller’s shots of Kristin mc Menamy. It’s like yeah, so this is how it is, this is the real deal. This is a model completely exposed, uglies and all. And it’s the fashion industry exposed too. It’s a bit of a piss take. So deal with it.
This is kind of where I’m heading with my projects. It’s basically a criticism of my own practice.
I have been thinking for some time now about my final major project. It is kind of tricky to come up with an idea that is going to be my main focus for the rest of the academic year. I decided today that I am going to look at the way we dress. That is, literally, how we put are clothes on (and take them off?) every day. What do we put on and what stays on when we undress. I have previously explored items of personal value, specifically jewelry which we never remove. It is funny to think that often these articles outlive us… Food for thought.
Read an article in the Times a few weeks ago which popped into my mind. It looked at these ‘saturday night girls’ who shop and dress for their weekly night out. For them, it has become a kind of ritual where often it is the dressing up part which provides the most entertainment of the night. I think that sometimes fashion is like performance art. We can put on an outfit and become that character. Perhaps the most obvious example is dressing to change gender.
So my initial thoughts are to explore this notion of dressing up. Or dressing down…Whatever, it is question of why we put on what we do and the process involved. I have been reading a lot about individuality and the individual. I have always had an interest in street style and personal style and have gradually kind of distanced myself from the high fashion world. As a stylist, I am becoming increasingly disenchanted with dressing models in clothes that really have nothing to do with them. I am intrigued by the relationship between a garment and its wearer.
This is all a bit vague, I have had far too much time to read and think as I have been without a laptop for the past week. It is amazing how distracting technology can be.
Anyway, I am now going to try and consolidate my thoughts into something more like an academic research proposal.
‘melt down your hundreds of wishy-washy wishes and re-cast them into three driving desires…psyche yourself up for a major campaign to cut the crap so the essence can shine’
horoscope for Aries 2008, taken from Mark Borthwick’s journal.
………what’s not to love? x
The opening is amazing. Just remembered!Going to find out who did the wardrobe…
Had a lecture today which made me think about the relationship between the artist and the subject. Nan Goldin said, “I believe one should create from what one knows and speak about one’s tribe . . .You can only speak with true understanding and empathy about what you’ve experienced.”
My friend Bambi has been photographing our ‘tribe’.The other day I woke up to find her I woke up to her creeping around with her camera taking photos of us sleeping. By capturing a sublime moment she created an intimate memory which could be kept.
Gillian Wearing invited the local pissheads up to her studio to be filmed doing what they do. I can’t find it anywhere. But I started looking at some of her other stuff. Unlike Goldin and Bambi she gets very personal stuff out of people she has just met. Its like a kind of detached social commentry.
Signs that say what you want them to say and not Signs that say what someone else wants you to say (1992-93),
….Just got me thinking x