We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Mrs. BD thought that some of our readers, especially those remote from NYC, might like a sample of the retrospective, Savage Beauty, at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, which ends next week. She particularly singled out ex-New Yorker Marianne.
The show is a big deal. It has been sold out since the opening, and yesterday you had to wait in line 2-3 hrs to get in (unless a member of the Met, as we are, in which case you go right past the lines. It was crowded.).
I liked the show. We usually use those good headphone things, but, for some reason, we did not this time.
This Scotsman, who recently committed suicide, was quite an artist. All the husbands and boyfriends there seemed interested to look, as was I (up to a point). It would have been more fun with live models wearing the things.
They put on a remarkably dramatic presentation of McQueen's stuff with what I presume is edgy-artsy-fashionista music and spooky lighting. My photos are not very good because pics were not technically allowed so I had to be discreet. (I do it for you, our readers.)
And yes, I was rewarded with a good lunch afterwards.
This one is made of Razor Clam shells:
More below the fold -
Long lines to get into the show:
Two bonnets -
This one was made of dried flowers -
The jacket in front is gilded duck feathers -
Out front - NYC is wonderful in summertime. Happy tourists - and very happy locals escaping from their tiny boxes to mingle and frolic.
One of my favorite spots for lunch in the neighborhood. Service is perfect. Northern Italian menu. I had the fettucini with vitello and porcini, and a glass of Chianti Classico.
Bird Dog ... Fascinating. [Thank Mrs. BD for me especially.] Even when one is out of the game because one is lame, we women never stop enjoying and marveling at the innovations of really good designers. When i scan the pictures you took, I see great encouragement in the change in silhouettes from the ones we currently have. It looks to me as if we are being rescued from shrink-wrapping at last and that really good designers are going to be celebrating again what women really look like.
Also, as in The Wall Street Journal yesterday, hemlines are going south and hitting points on the calves that allow one to wear skirts and sit down in public without revealing Absolutely Everything to the casual onlooker. Very few women have narrow enough thighs to wear mini-skirts gracefully, as Kate Middleton does. She, by the way, has the prettiest, most delicate legs of anyone in the Royal Family. Dixie Carter, of Designing Women fame, had legs as lovely as Kate's, There's a Youtube video of a scene from Designing Women with Dixie singing Sweet Georgia Brown at her son's wedding that you males who love the ladies ought to look up.
Anyway, thank Mrs. BD for her thouoghtfulness, and thank *you*, Bird Dog for your photographic skills.
Funny - I was at the show this weekend too, and think I'm in the background of one of your photos...small world...
This was one of the most exciting exhibits I've experienced. Hauntingly beautiful. McQueen is quoted at one point saying, "For me, what I do is an artistic expression which is channeled through me. Fashion is just the medium." I think that's a very accurate description. The man was a brilliant artist, just as his inspirations - Delacroix, Bosch, etc. - were before him.
I loved his fascination with Romanticism's notion of the sublime. His work was a perfect embodiment of that philosophy.
As for your desire to see live models, BD, I disagree. Even though his runway shows were essentially performance art, I liked the morbidity of the still mannequins and their spooky masks. (Guido Palau did an awesome job of those, by the by...)
the masks and performance art seem to veer toward the realm of Kubrick's Eyes Wide Shut mansion scenes --baroque romantic i guess one could say --great ref to Delacroix BTW --deep shadowed muted representations of bright primary colors --how to paint about bright primary color without having to look at a bright primary colored canvas, LOL --