Headed Back.

November 8, 2010

Life has been…hectic to say the least over the past few months. I’ve pretty much been working non-stop. Anyways, expect some updates on the work section this week and in the meantime, here is a quick glimpse of some things that have made me happy over the past few months.

Mr. T giving style advice. No joke. Heed the man.

as well as finally coming across a cheap book with Sarah Moon’s work, including this image from here ‘Circus’ series.

Corinne Day

August 29, 2010

When I was studying theatre in London, I also took a photography class which held courses at the V&A. In one of those sessions, I was reintroduced to the work of Corinne Day. I fell in love with the picture below. It resonated with me for the first time, despite having basically grown up into fashion consciousness alongside the entire 90’s movement.  I have since always counted this image as one of my all time favorite fashion photographs.

I read that today, Corinne Day may or may not have lost her battle with a brain tumour. I won’t talk about that until I am certain of the truth, however I am thinking about this picture a lot tonight.

(…atleast there I wouldn’t ever have f-cked up a cupcake recipe like I did tonight. Someone would have made them for me)

Mary Pickford. Douglas Fairbanks. The Original Hollywood Celebrities. Co creators (along with D.W. Griffith and Charlie Chaplin) of United Artists, and inhabitants of Pickfair; the estate that welcomed everyone who was anyone in the early days of the silver screen. In the teens and 20’s the Pickford-Fairbanks pretty much ran sh+t hillside, and their parties and home were pretty much unrivaled. Every once in awhile, I like to reconnect with images of the couples’ exotic and entrepreneurial existance. I could go into a rant about how I think that they are as underrated as Kool Herc in terms of lasting importance (actually, DJ  Kool Herc is way more underrated) regardless… nobody really needs skool right now. What I will do is leave my kitchen painted in unrisen chocolate batter for the night, and lose myself in this recent Douglas Fairbanks find (crazy dark humour about drugs and absurdity from 1916) and images of the ever glowing…Pickfair.

Kool Herc describing how he invented the break fyt…

Vampara (work)

August 24, 2010

Here comes the preview…from Ara Jo’s collection. The Fam made it spooky this time. When I first starting talking to Ara about her collection and helping her out a bit with styling, I was super struck by how much it reminded me of the 1930’s- The endless silhouettes and Hollywood glamour. Then Andreas and I thought, f- it, let’s do a ‘mood’ book and film with Ara. Below is part of the result.  I thought endlessly about Garbo, and Schiaparelli, but also about all of those wonderful b horror films from the 40’s and 50’s. And finally because we all like to laugh I asked Steffi if she could make a set of ice’d out fangs. The jewelry is all antique, from an exquisite collection based between the 1920’s and 30’s courtesy of Garderobe in Vienna.

ph:Andreas Waldschütz

creative director/stylist:adia trischler

makeup:steffi Lamm

hair:patrick glatthaar

all design by Ara Jo

A True Fashion Film

August 14, 2010

…though I don’t think that this was Kenneth Anger’s exact intention. Nevertheless, as everyone in fashion gets so caught up with film, and plunges rather heedlessly into the medium, (that being said I work with film and fashion) it’s always nice to watch the form at its’ most honest. And never too late to wish that half of the photographers making ‘films’ would have an actual background and love of the genre before wasting attention.

H2O.

July 27, 2010

…and as we are here, wading in a water crisis; there’s no better time to restructure and wax nostalgic on the complete grace of this element.

Iris Van Herpen (of whom I am a big fan) recently showed a collection is Amsterdam, contemplating fluid in all of its forms. Let’s just say that everything she does is.the.business. (punkt.)  The presentation was called ‘Crystallisation’, and the effect  that she produced makes me (almost) want to rejoin the Church of Fashion. Well, I might think about it if I could wear the baptismal pourings out on a Friday night. And if every skirt that switched down a runway made me feel like I was on acid.

What I can do (with ultimately less stress and less money), is revist my box set of early Experimental film, and be reminded of how simple this search for beauty really is; and then run into my kitchen and make sure that my tap is not leaking. Then go swimming in my sleep, play Surf music on a Thursday night, and listen to Wu-Tang in the rain.

Here is Ralph Steiner’s own beautiful contemplation on the subject in 1929.

ccheck it out….

and in the meantime enjoy this amazing picture of Nikola Tesla

Let’s just say that I do it my way. We are djing at Brut again this Thursday (me Trishes and Wisdom). Dopeness will abound.  2 weeks ago, in the middle of the night the dancefloor was bumping, and someone told me that the scene reminded him of a “Quentin Tarantino film”. High praise indeed.  I have nothing but fun when I play, and never fail to get the question of “How did you get into this music?” You see apparently when white people play hip hop or soul that is perfectly normal. However when I play Surf or Rockabilly, it’s just downright strange.  Go figure.  Regardless, leave your bad attitude at home, dress sharp (because I will), and  get ready to shake it down and smile. Thursday, Brut at Karlsplatz, from 10 but gets poppin a little later. FREE ENTRY. Surf, Soul, Doo Wop, a little Garage,  some Western Swing, and of course…ROCKABILLY.

i will definitely play this. Because I love The Seeds, and Sky Saxon. For seriously. One of the hottest men ever. Pure Swag.

Sunday.

July 18, 2010

This is amazing.

and so is this.

Client Magazine

July 16, 2010

Here is the cover and part of the editorial that me,Sam, and Steffi busted out (with the help of the beautiful face of Patrick Kafka) for Client Magazine. Just got highlighted on models.com…movin on up…

ph:Sam Scott Schiavo styling: Adia Trischler grooming and makeup: Steffi Lamm