A couple weeks ago my course leader arranged a symposium for our Fashion Spectacle class. A handful of people in various parts of the industry came and spoke with us about their exeroences. About halfway through the day he said that we would be Skyping with UAL alum Nastja Säde Rönkkö and that she had a performance piece for us.
When the Skype call started we were all shocked to see Shia LeBeouf’s face pop up on the big screen! Afterward I learned that a few people thought it must have been a video. He introduced himself and then began reading from Guy DuBord’s The Society of Spectacle. It took a couple of minutes for me to catch onto what he was reading and to get my head wrapped around what was happening. To be honest it was hard to pay attention and not immediately start texting and tweeting about it!
It was a really interesting and exciting experience. I feel lucky that I got to experience it first hand and I am very thankful to our course leader for arranging it. We’ve been talking about how spectacle is built into our society and how necessarily fashion- particularly fashion photography- fit into that. Of course Shia is not a fashion photographer, but he is the best possible person to explore this concept of spectacle with. Because he is a well known celebrity his mere presence makes him a spectacle- the media attention and his ‘antics’ make the spectacular nature of his existence even more pronounced and obvious. However, to make it more interesting, the text he was reading decries the society of spectacle that we live in and his presentation was utterly boring and void of spectacle as it were. It was early morning in LA, he was dressed very casually, drinking coffee and reading to a bunch of students a text they should have already read. The spectacle ceases to be spectacular… But then one remembers again who he is and he just keeps reading and reading and reading for ages and the whole thing circles back around to being utterly spectacular.
The whole experience is a bit of a mind bender. Is he a brilliant artist? Or is he a wannabe cavorting with great artists? We might never know, but I absolutely love participating in the conversation.
Husbands are like horses. They’re everywhere. We’re used to them. They’re no big deal.
My husband is like a unicorn. He’s not the ‘I fart rainbows’ type of unicorn, he is the ‘I could totally stab you in the heart right now’ kind. He may exist, he may not; either way he is amazing and totally bad-ass.
1. If you want to get married find a guy that’s almost 40. And rich.
2. Dont get a DUI. The judge will treat you like a criminal. (hmm go figure)
3. Marry someone rich. You’ll regret it if you don’t.
4. Checkers brother is a bad guy.
5. There is a cute blonde cop around here somewhere.
6. Really though, marry rich.
Thanks, lady. What would I possibly have done without you? Married a homeless guys?! Probably.
“Hi, what can I get for you today?”
“Would you like room for cream?”
“Would you like room for cream?”
“Would you. Like room. For cream?”
“What’s ‘room for cream’?”
“Um. Space at the top of the cup so you can add milk.”
And then someone, an American, ordered in French.
Music: To the Moon by Sara Groves
Please dress like this:
(Photo from The Sartorialist)
I stumbled on this blog doing a google image search last night. This dude is attempting to draw every single person in New York. My bet is that he ultimately fails, but it’s good to have aspirations.
Also, he goes to Taco Bell a lot, so that’s awesome.