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“In my opinion, camp is simply a matter of doing things as if you are doing them. Diving into a swimming pool? Throw your arms heavenward and give it the full Esther Williams treatment. When you dive into a pool as if you are diving into a pool, as opposed to executing an earnest quotidian plop, the result is magical—that pool is transformed from a grody Band Aid–strewn chlorine bath into a veritable LAGOON! Smoking a cigarette? Perform the action as if you are a French existentialist.” — Simon Doonan, Transformer: A Story of Glitter, Glam Rock & Loving Lou Reed
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ALL MAN: THE INTERNATIONAL MALE STORY
Mag made on a whim
Defined 80s men’s fashion
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Winnie Au photographed Simon Doonan and Jonathan Adler for Elle Decor UK.
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been really into lou reed lately makes the velvet goldmine crazier
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confessions of a window dresser - simon doonan, 1998
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Confess and be hanged
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suede really is the lou reed head's 90s british band of choice. the only ones who understood who managed to capture what lou was also doing there's a part of coal black mornings where brett's describing the kinds of songs he was trying to write and the place he was trying to take you and the people and places he was trying to describe and it's like lou could have written it he said the same type of thing so many times. oasis also manage this according to simon doonan and me
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Tagged by @sciencefiction-doublefeature for this little book tag game thank u kiki !!!!! Sorry I’m getting to this a bit late my brains been a little 💫😵💫🌧️🪦 lately
Last read: Bluets by Maggie Nelson! Definitely enjoyed it and there were bits I connected with but didn’t really blow my mind or anything. I’m not really the best reader of poetry tho I will admit
Currently reading: Breasts and Eggs by Mieko Kawakami. I discovered this author back in June and I’m so obsessed with her! I’ve already read all her other books that are translated into English, I think I like heaven and all the lovers in the night more but still, that’s a very high bar and I’m loving this book so far.
To read: i think next on my list will be Transformer by Simon Doonan about Lou reed + glam rock, as recommended by Julia MissRayon…. Either that or Diary of a Void by Emi Yagi.
Tagging @52stations @paulnewmanlover04 @power-chords @juliebarnes iffen ur interested 🤠🍻
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Fashionable Selby
Todd Selby, Forewords Simon Doonan
Abrams, New York 2014, 348 pages, 20.32 x 27.94 cm, ISBN 978-1419708619
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The next installment in the bestselling “Selby” series, Fashionable Selby explores the kaleidoscopic world of fashion, featuring profiles of today’s most interesting designers, stylists, haberdashers, models, shoemakers, and more. The subjects include a mix of the avant-garde, the traditional, the must-haves, and the totally unexpected. Chapters on individual artists bring readers inside their studios, workshops, and homes, and include Selby’s signature photographs and watercolors of not only the artists and their environments, but also the things that inspire them, the materials they use, their creative process, the people who work alongside them, and the final pieces. From the showroom of one of the Antwerp Six to the studios of Central St. Martins in London to a punk knitter in Brooklyn, Selby captures some of fashion’s biggest names, rising stars, and best-kept secrets.
23/01/23
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have you heard of the book transformer by simon doonan btw i haven't gotten very far into it but i think you'd like it it's like a love letter to lou reed n glam rock 💛💛⭐⚡💗
i have heard of it and have been meaning to read it for a while aigh.... thank you for reminding me i must read it soon ❣️💥💫❤️🔥⚡️
#vicky 🎸#ezra furman also has a book about lou i think its also called transformer or somethjng and i also rlly want to read that woaugh#📬
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It’s hard to think of a prominent gay bloke embracing glam rock style, other than Elton, who was not even out of the closet at the time. Glam rock was too gay for the gays. Freddie Mercury -- the only real gay for miles -- dabbled, but in a butch biker way. The prominent blokes who careened into glam were disappointingly straight. -- Simon Doonan from Transformer: A Story of Glitter, Glam Rock and Loving Lou Reed
I remember a similar quote from Marc Almond about how glam let someone like Freddie “hide” while the straight (or ostensibly straight) guys playing with glam had the privilege of going back to their straight lives. It let Freddie, before he was actively seeking out other gay men, to play with gender. As he became more “out,” relatively speaking, he embraced the clone look of the time, which put him squarely in the style of his generation of gay men, no ambiguity whatsoever, but still over the heads of straight music fans.
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GOOCH + HARING
“Finding a chronicler with the proper combination of familiarity and detachment can be like going on a series of bad Hinge dates, but in Gooch, Haring has met his match.”
Book Review:
‘Radiant: The Life and Line of Keith Haring,’ by Brad Gooch
A New Keith Haring Biography Draws the Most Complete Picture Yet
In his thoroughly researched “Radiant,” Brad Gooch considers the short, blazing life of the ’80s artist, activist and man about downtown.
A photograph of Keith Haring shows a young shirtless man, with curly hair and large clear glasses, from the waist up.
Behind him is a brightly colored red, yellow, green and black painting that suggests bodies in motion.
Modern art can baffle and intimidate. Keith Haring strove to democratize it.
Haring, who died at 31 of complications from AIDS after a brief but dizzyingly productive international career, drew and painted for the masses and the kids, sometimes getting handcuffed and fined for his trouble.
In the garbage-and-graffiti-weary New York of the 1980s, his creations — first chalked on blank advertising boards in subways, then bolder and more enduring, like the safety-orange “Crack Is Wack” mural that still stands in an East Harlem handball court — were like a fresh new roll of wallpaper.
As his canvases and sculptures began selling to private collectors for big bucks, he carried on doing public work, notably for a children’s hospital in Paris.
He loved children, and his more G-rated drawings — with faint inflection of Robert Hargreaves’s Mr. Men and Little Miss series — have been grafted onto many books for them, one by his sister Kay Haring. (All four siblings were given “K.A.H.” initials after their parents’ alma mater, Kutztown Area High in Pennsylvania, which the son — Mr. Famous — found screamingly funny.)
There have been oodles of ink spilled previously about the artist for adults too, including from his own pen. Haring’s journals, published in 1996, are still in print, and he’s been the topic of multiple monographs and a Lives of the Artists installment by the former Barneys fixture Simon Doonan.
The authorized biography (more of an oral history) that soon followed his death, by the critic, composer and photographer John Gruen, is harder to locate, and the disco-dotted musical it inspired was a bust. Gruen’s memoir, with the delightful title “Callas Kissed Me … Lenny Too!,” describes how his daughter, Julia, came to be employed as Haring’s assistant and studio manager, and then executor of his estate and director of his foundation — maybe a little cozy.
A New Keith Haring Biography Draws the Most Complete Picture Yet
In his thoroughly researched “Radiant,” Brad Gooch considers the short, blazing life of the ’80s artist, activist and man about downtown.
March 3, 2024, 5:00 a.m. ET
A photograph of Keith Haring shows a young shirtless man, with curly hair and large clear glasses, from the waist up. Behind him is a brightly colored red, yellow, green and black painting that suggests bodies in motion.
Keith Haring at the Pittsburgh Center for the Arts in 1978, in front of his untitled painting.The Keith Haring Foundation
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RADIANT: The Life and Line of Keith Haring, by Brad Gooch
Modern art can baffle and intimidate. Keith Haring strove to democratize it.
Haring, who died at 31 of complications from AIDS after a brief but dizzyingly productive international career, drew and painted for the masses and the kids, sometimes getting handcuffed and fined for his trouble.
In the garbage-and-graffiti-weary New York of the 1980s, his creations — first chalked on blank advertising boards in subways, then bolder and more enduring, like the safety-orange “Crack Is Wack” mural that still stands in an East Harlem handball court — were like a fresh new roll of wallpaper.
As his canvases and sculptures began selling to private collectors for big bucks, he carried on doing public work, notably for a children’s hospital in Paris.
He loved children, and his more G-rated drawings — with faint inflection of Robert Hargreaves’s Mr. Men and Little Miss series — have been grafted onto many books for them, one by his sister Kay Haring. (All four siblings were given “K.A.H.” initials after their parents’ alma mater, Kutztown Area High in Pennsylvania, which the son — Mr. Famous — found screamingly funny.)
There have been oodles of ink spilled previously about the artist for adults too, including from his own pen. Haring’s journals, published in 1996, are still in print, and he’s been the topic of multiple monographs and a Lives of the Artists installment by the former Barneys fixture Simon Doonan.
The authorized biography (more of an oral history) that soon followed his death, by the critic, composer and photographer John Gruen, is harder to locate, and the disco-dotted musical it inspired was a bust.
Gruen’s memoir, with the delightful title “Callas Kissed Me … Lenny Too!,” describes how his daughter, Julia, came to be employed as Haring’s assistant and studio manager, and then executor of his estate and director of his foundation — maybe a little cozy.
Finding a chronicler with the proper combination of familiarity and detachment can be like going on a series of bad Hinge dates, but in Gooch, Haring has met his match. “Radiant,” referring to both Haring’s recurrent drawing of a crawling baby and his own fast-burning star, is a faithful retracing of his steps, with over 200 people interviewed or consulted: devoted and probably definitive. (The word “magisterial” is too stuffy to apply to its subject, who favored jeans, sneaks and bared biceps.)
Gooch, himself an energetic multihyphenate, has written biographies of Frank O’Hara, Flannery O’Connor and Rumi. He is a poet, which shows in phrasing at once shrewd and evocative. “His radiant baby was a trademark, a brand,” he writes of Haring’s signature image, “but also a warm compress of meaning.”
“Smash Cut,” Gooch’s memoir, detailed his own arrival from Pennsylvania to the late-70s Manhattan club scene, and his love affair with the filmmaker Howard Brookner, who also died in his 30s of AIDS.
He writes of originally intending to do Haring’s life as a novel; this endeavor, published less than a year after a big retrospective at the Broad museum in Los Angeles, is obviously more dutiful — it’s hard for prose to keep pace with Keith’s primary-colored kapow — but nonetheless a public service. Facts are not wack.
Born in 1958, the same year NASA launched its first spacecraft[16], Haring wanted to be an artist from pretty much the moment he could clutch a crayon. He was plainly influenced by Disneyland, television and other boomer eye candy. His father, Allen, an electronics technician, amateur cartoonist and basement ham radio tinkerer, was in the same Marine squadron as Lee Harvey Oswald (“That’s Ozzie!” he exclaimed, seeming him shot on TV); his mother, Joan, sewed little Keith a bat-eared hat to watch “Batman.” (Later, with terrible poignancy, she would help sew his memorial panel for the AIDS Memorial Quilt.)
In perfect sync with his much-hyped generation, Keith turned on, tuned in and would drop out of two art schools; he was a workaholic, but on his own terms. He adored the Monkees more than the Beatles and was briefly a Jesus freak. His homosexuality emerged gradually and was not much discussed with his parents, even after he became a prominent member of ACT UP.
He always liked being part of something bigger. “It was never just Keith; there was always a circle around him,” the curator and reliable bon mot generator Jeffrey Deitch tells Gooch. “He was like a Pied Piper.” Starting at around 15, and later at the Paradise Garage, Palladium et al., Haring did an unholy amount of drugs.
Once he gets to Ed Koch’s Gotham, it’s black and white and bled all over. The artist Kenny Scharf, a friend, rival and onetime roommate, describes the stabbing victim who wanders into one of their parties: “People thought it was an art performance and just watched him wander around.”
Gooch likens Haring’s homage to Michael Stewart, a Black graffiti artist who died after police brutality, to Edvard Munch’s “The Scream.”
Such highbrow comparisons have been late arriving.
Haring may have out-Warholed Warhol, a mentor and collaborator, in enjoying celebrity friends — “there goes the neighborhood” The Village Voice captioned a photo of him with Brooke Shields — and the Concorde. But he was less cool than hot, eager and earnest: handing out free buttons and selling cheap merch at his prescient Pop Shop but fretting about his place in the canon and firing off indignant letters to editors.
Time magazine’s influential critic Robert Hughes emerges here as a particular Joker to his Batman, likening Haring and his friend Jean-Michel Basquiat to “those two what’s their names on ‘Miami Vice’” and calling them “Keith Boring” and “Jean-Michel Basketcase.” (Good lord!)
“They come out fast, but it’s a fast world,” Haring said of his squiggles to Charles Osgood in 1982, and that was before we all uneasily merged onto the information superhighway.
With licensing and replication now turbocharged — you can buy Haring wares on the sale rack at Uniqlo — Gooch’s book insists readers slow down and consider the artist’s legacy. And its cover feels like a secret handshake, done in the colors of an old-fashioned New York City taxicab.
RADIANT: The Life and Line of Keith Haring | By Brad Gooch | Harper | 512 pp. | $40
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New year, new list of books I've read.
January
Under My Thumb: Songs that Hate Women and the Women Who Love Them - ed. Rhian E. Jones and Eli Davies
Faith, Hope and Carnage - Nick Cave and Seán O'Hagan
February
Imperialism: The Highest Stage of Capitalism - Vladimir Ilyich Lenin
The Pallbearers Club - Paul Tremblay
Life Ceremony - Sayaka Murata
March
Entangled Life - Merlin Sheldrake
They Shall Not Pass: The Spanish people at war 1936~9 - Richard Kisch
The Devil Takes You Home - Gabino Iglesias
April
Confessions of a Mask - Mishima Yukio
Leatherfolk: Radical Sex, People, Politics, and Practice - ed. Mark Thompson
Female Masculinities and the Gender Wars - Finn Mackay
May
Games Without Frontiers - Joe Kennedy
Disco Bloodbath - James St James
How to Wean Your Baby - Charlotte Stirling-Reed
June
Get in the Van - Henry Rollins
Butch is a Noun - S. Bear Bergman
July
The Republic of Pirates - Colin Woodward
Transformer: a Story of Glitter, Glam Rock, and Loving Lou Reed - Simon Doonan
Our Band Could Be Your Life: Scenes from the American Indie Underground 1981-1991 - Michael Azerrad
August
Becoming a Visible Man - Jamison Green
It Came from the Closet: Queer Reflections on Horror - ed. Joe Vallese
Things Have Gotten Worse Since Last We Spoke - Eric LaRocca
September
Delusions of Gender: How Our Minds, Society, and Neurosexisn Create Difference - Cordelia Fine
October
Nevada - Imogen Binnie
Brainwyrms - Alison Rumfitt
November
Becoming the Iceman - Wim Hof and Justin Rosales
Conflict Is Not Abuse - Sarah Schulman
Mycelium Running - Paul Stamets
The Natural Mother Of The Child: A memoir of nonbinary parenthood - Krys Malcolm Belc
December
Resisting AI: An Anti-Facist Approach to Artificial Intelligence - Dan McQuillan
Glitter Up the Dark: How pop music broke the binary - Sasha Geffen
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confessions of a window dresser - simon doonan, 1998
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