I watched The Crying Game for the second time yesterday. It was time to. I got from the film desire, which makes me think this morning, have I any?
I remembered nothing from watching it the first time, except the obvious and not even the plot. Not even Jaye Davidson. Desire is a very immature thing. It keeps us alive, simple, unfulfilled.
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I always believe that when I die I’ll get to hear the whistle. When I was young, there was a film on television that I can only piece together now. It was a Chinese romance story, of a university girl in love with a man, who was also very much in love with her. They lived in this beautiful concrete city, black birds over a church and old, brick buildings. There was an old iron and brass winding stairway, wide and not too long, from which you can see end to end, at the bottom or from above. One day when the music was at its brightest, the man ran through the city, and like a wind sudden and suddenly stoppered, he looked up to see that the girl had hung herself, suspended near the stairway.
For a long time I have been looking for this tune and its film.
… but how then do you explain why shops exist round the year?
We obsess over the vintage we sell and try to keep a running ‘documentary’ of all pieces but sometime we miss and they go off with someone – no photographs and soon they’re forgotten… Today I sold a beautiful burgundy cheongsam lace dress and a hard-to-come-by, caricature-illustrated 70s dress to a lady named Jemma who will wear the dresses when she goes on The Orient Express.
YES, we have new vintage pieces, definitely more than what’s on the online catalogue, with new additions of spring flowery motifs the fashion world is showing now.
I’ll post up more when my grubby hands are willing.
The main pillar of my activity is making clothes, but this can never be the perfect and only vehicle of expression. I am always thinking of the total idea, and the context of everything. Fashion alone is so far from being the whole story. It seems that with fashion, as with art, things are getting easier in one sense, but at the same time it is getting harder to be stimulated about things or excite people. Without that impetus of creation, progress is not possible. All kinds of ways of expression are spreading out all over the place, information is overflowing, and it’s harder and harder to be excited about anything. In order to be stimulated or moved in the future, we probably have to go into space and look at our world from there.
What do I think is an unyielding spirit? It would be wonderful if everyone had it in equal measure. But it’s impossible. This defiant mentality can also be called the fight against absurdity and injustice and the power (authority) that thrives around it (that is rampant). One cannot fight the battle without freedom. I think the best way to fight that battle, which equals the unyielding spirit, is in the realm of creation. That’s exactly why freedom and the spirit of defiance is the source (fountainhead) of my energy.
Rei Kawakubo
Text and images from an exclusive in AnOther. All Clothes by Comme des Garçons S/S10 collection.
That, versus the overflow of information. Invisible forces; that within, that outside.
The office system relies on the paper shredder, while the creative system in our friend Mr Tanaka pieces together what he collects to give new life to office literature. Memo pads in various sizes, photo albums, card holders, ball point pens and push pins. All these wonderful things made of what we throw away everyday in the office. A case of ‘the better the thing after it’s thrown’, and the better artful dodger, Mr Tanaka.