Showing posts with label 1970s. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1970s. Show all posts

Saturday, April 14, 2012

Individual Ritual








Going to the flea market on Saturday mornings is a long-lived tradition. This time, I found a rare 1972 edition of a Picasso catalogue with seperate images individually applied onto the pages. The haute couture of art books so to speak.
/HORST

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Prevision: Prada




1. Sean Connery: nude, tattoos, tribal
2. John Lennon: paisley, hippie, flare
3. Robert Redford: corduroy, brown, orange

Tonight is the night. And as the creations of Miuccia Prada are unpredictable, I've challenged myself to do a Prada Fall/Winter 2011 forecast. An illogical suspicion of things that shouldn't belong together. It's a surreal dream.
/HORST

Friday, January 7, 2011

Fantastic Planet










La Planète sauvage 1973

In love. From the very first second. Social criticism emerging from a Trojan horse known as surrealism. Masters and slaves. Destruction and self-destruction. Incredible imagery. And finally: Useful lessons in keeping a pet...
/HORST

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Escapism



Mihara Yasuhiro Fall/Winter 2006

The time has come. I've always denied it and never ascribed any relevance to it. But given this collection I am ready for men in bootcut. Maybe I will still never wear them myself but maybe I was just afraid of it for nothing. And you?
/HORST

Friday, November 5, 2010

Revival





Céline Fall/Winter 2010, Fall/Winter 1978, Fall/Winter 1975 & Spring/Summer 1970

Career, yes, but not at any price. Céline successively defined a new kind of woman, the Gentlewoman. A process of such genuinity that no one has really noticed 40 years passing. What date do we have?
/HORST

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Best Of Miu Miu
























Miu Miu Fall/Winter 2000 - Fall/Winter 2010

Women: paisley, frills, flower embroidery, pleating, plateau heels.
Men: studs, stars, ties, brooches, sandals & socks. School girls and nerds.
Apples and pears. Naughty virginity versus daring naïvety.
/HORST