Sitting here listening to Kilo Kish’s low and mellowed mixtape, I’m reminded of Roman Erol‘s just passed live art installation for which he held a viewing.
The performance itself was fantastical haunting, connecting to the experiences of observation, connection and spirituality. We entered the room to the blank canvas upon the floor. Each of the elements were brought out in turn, each figure accompanied by a piece of text. Throughout the performance played a voice over of accompanying, this was the eerie additional element connecting the final sense to the work
Being art director has its perks. Not only seeing shows, but actually being able to sit front row at a few was such an experience in its self. I’ve heard that stupid saying, y’know the one about you being a nobody (industry importance) if you aren’t in the front two rows, I think I kind of understand the meaning behind it, well my meaning. Hear me out, if you aren’t within those two rows, you are practically watching the show through someone else’s iPad/tablet/phone screen, you gain the perks of the atmosphere there but not actually being able to watch the show for the reason you came (I came), the performance and the clothes. It’s a bit of a bullet to bite when you’ve travelled a way to see a show to then be confronted by several hundred screens all attempting this visual display. It’s as though you may as well have sat at home and streamed it, at least you’re guaranteed to see the clothes. I also learnt that to enjoy the show one must also take a break from capturing it and just visually gorge.
Monday 23rd June, I was awarded the luxury of some me time and decided to head to the Rude Boy Returns exhibition at Somerset house. Mad excited since my art directed emailed me about it the month prior, I knew I had to go.
The exhibition consisted of 5 rooms and a partial corridor within the south wing. The exhibition shows the evolution of the rude boy style from its roots in Jamaica to today’s arbiters of the style. Rude boy style is this fusion of impeccable tailored pieces and elements of different cultures and fashion genres. It’s about standing out and being true to yourself. That Tom Ford quote “Dressing well is a kind of good manners…” kept springing to mind as I wondered around the exhibition. Hopefully its one you got to see.
I had the pleasure of meeting one of the Rude Boys from the exhibition, Seye Adelekan a musician. Dressed very sharply that one could not resist but to take a polaroid too.
Becoming incredible indulgent, I had a peak at the Colour through Form exhibition. Beautifully arranged pieces and fabrics, all very graphical. It was a great way to see fabrics, rugs and textiles presented in this way. Very different from the usual swatch packs found at designer’s stalls. Again, one to catch if you fancy a bit of interior design.
Bold, colourful and print oriented with a formal yet sporty aesthetic, combination of my two favourite things. This is Paulo Succar‘s S/S 2014 collection, entitled “The Siqueiros Collection”.
The collection’s prints are inspired by the Mexican artist David Alfaro Siqueiros, who often used his works as a political tool. Characteristics of his bold and graphical style are seen very much in Paulo’s interpretations of reflected and mirrored prints.
The collection evokes a formal and urban sensibility. Its very laid back, something you could chill and kick about in, with its shorts, mesh mixed tees and snap backs, but then with the mix of tailored pieces bring that formal element. Its very confident and is definitely one of my favourite collections for the upcoming seasons.
The collection entitled “At the worlds end to the left” is where Julian has found his spring/summer for 2014 and a very bold use of colour and structures to interoperate the seasons.
He has taken an artistic approach applying these amazing prints, worked in collaboration with Kathatrina Grosse, to his casual, urban vision. Working in layered knits, shorts, shirts and jackets. Katharina is a Berlin-based artist who work with colour on very large scales, mostly in acrylics, which are layered and textured across her ‘canvas’.
These two work together creating great flows within the prints, not overdoing them but giving them space to breath or engulf the garment to which they are applied. This shirt and shorts combination being my favourite pieces.
I really enjoy this collection, for its flow of colour, light and layered knits which are needed for when those spring/ summer days begin. Also the casual and relaxed forms in the shirts and knits.
Not bad for a first attempt. I can definitely see tie dye’s becoming part of my wardrobe over the coming season, mostly as a way of revitalising and renewing some of my older favourites but mostly brightening the season between now at Christmas.
On another note, look at for more of these little DIY projects, they’re quite fun and a great way of filling anyone’s wardrobe with distinctly unique pieces.
I’ve come to appreciate these a lot more as of late. These days where time seems to pass so slow when you’re watching it, yet you turn your back for what seems like a moment and the day in its entirety has come to an end, and you have this feeling of dissatisfaction due to not completing ALL that you set out to do.
Monday was one of those days, well, kind of, I achieved a little more but lacked in other things. Monday was definitely a day of exploration and discovery to say the least.
With crazy bicycle rides from East to West, to S. West back to Central. Visits to both the Design and the Victoria & Albert Museum (two of my favourite public well known and visited museums in London to date) the day was just mad.
The Christian Louboutin exhibition at the design museum was definitely worth both the madness of the queue and the very loud and very unappreciative school teenagers (weren’t we all like that at one point?) that were allowed to roam throughout the gallery. It was shoe porn!
Major highlight was the holographic video (click for making of video) featuring Dita Von Teese doing some of what she’s does best. Also the overall show man ship of how the exhibition was curated and put together, much like a fun fair-come-circus-come-performance-come-garden space. Honestly if you missed this exhibition it is really unfortunate, much like the no photography rule, which i respected for this artisan of footwear.
Much of the rest of the day was just left to exploring S.West London. Apologies for the lack of photos, however being a cyclist in London is much like trying to avoid being hit by obstructions much like a child playing in an adventure playground.
I do wonder how other londoners do spend they’re off days.