Alexanderr McQueen Working Process
Photographs by Nick Waplington
Damiani, Bologna 2013, 304 pagine, 200 illustrazioni, cartonato con sovracoperta, 24,5 x 30,5 cm, ISBN 9788862082952
euro 50,00
Nel 2008 Alexander McQueen incaricò il fotografo Nick Waplington di documentare la sua ultima collezione Autunno 2009 dall’inizio fino all’ingresso in passerella. La collezione da lui denominata The Horn of Plenty [Cornucopia] vede McQueen rivisitare l’archivio costruito in quindici anni di lavoro e riutilizzarlo in una nuova collezione. Si trattava in effetti di una sua personale ricognizione, in cui il set era costituito di specchi rotti e di un mucchio gigantesco di resti degli allestimenti di show precedenti. Secondo i critici questa modalità rifletteva il sentire di McQueen nei confronti del fashion system e del suo modo di obbligare i designer a essere geni creativi, contemporaneamente relegando ogni collezione nel cestino della spazzatura della storia non appena effettuata la vendita. A Waplington fu garantita una facilità di accesso senza precedenti a McQueen e al suo staff, compresa Sarah Burton, attuale direttore creativo del marchio. Ogni fase del processo creativo è documentata, ma la cosa più interessante è che il layout del libro è stato disegnato da McQueen in persona, che si servì di immagini fissate su bacheche. Il libro era pronto per la pubblicazione quando McQueen morì e il libro rimase in sospeso fino a ora. Il libro viene pubblicato esattamente come lo aveva impaginato McQueen, come tributo alla sua personalissima collezione.
Nick Waplington è un artista che lavora con la fotografia, la pittura e la scultura. I suoi lavori sono conservati in molte importanti collezioni nel mondo, tra cui al MoMA, a New York, e alla Tate Gallery, a Londra.
16/03/23
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FOTD #057 : trumpet of the dead! (craterellus cornucopioides)
the trumpet of the dead (AKA horn of plenty, black chanterelle, or black trumpet) is a cantharellaceae fungus. it is found in europe, north america, & east asia. most often, it is found under broad-leaf trees, in moist spots.
the big question : can i bite it??
yes :-) they have great flavour & are full of protein, making them choice.
c. cornucopioides description :
"the fruiting body does not have a separation into stalk & cap, but is shaped like a funnel expanded at the top, normally up to about 10 centimetres (4 inches) tall & .5–7 cm (1⁄4–2+3⁄4 in) in diameter, but said to grow exceptionally to 15 cm (6 in) tall. the upper & inner surface is black or dark grey, & rarely yellow. the lower & outer fertile surface is a much lighter shade of grey."
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[fungus description : source]
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So I just now realized that there actually are stairs leading to the entrance to the underworld in the movie lol
So I’m assuming like in the Horn of Plenty graphic novel (this one)
that there are gates to the underworld on earth (I mean, it was shown that Hades was given keys to the underworld when he first became ruler in the Long Nightmare episode and in the Pool Party episode Hades needs the keys to the gates of Olympus to get in, so it’s most likely that there are gates separating the entrance to the underworld on earth) on some kind of mountain or something (it looked like the gates were on a mountain in Horn of Plenty) that leads to the stairs of the underworld where Charon waits for visitors or souls in the boat (or just whenever he’s needed I guess lol).
Idk I just noticed that while watching clips of Hades from the movie and thought it was interesting lol
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Alexander McQueen Working Process
Photographs by Nick Waplington
Texts Susannah Frankel
Damiani, Bologna 2013, 304 pages,24,5×30cm, over 250 photgraphs, ISBN 9788862082952
euro 120,00
Lee Alexander McQueen’s last show before his untimely death in 2010, titled The Horn of Plenty, functioned as a kind of personal survey in which McQueen revisited his 15-year archive of work, revitalizing it through the new collection. He invited photographer Nick Waplington to document the collection from inception to runway. "It is not just a book about a season in a fashion house," says Waplington; "It is also a personal record of Lee’s imagination, his version of himself, and a tribute to the many important and lasting relationships he had with all those who worked alongside him." With over 250 photographs, Working Process allows readers an intimate glimpse into McQueen’s dynamic creative process.
16/03/24
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Music Monday
Tagging @socially-awkward-skeleton @shallow-gravy @direwombat @strangefable @inafieldofdaisies @cassietrn @chazz-anova @josephslittledeputy @g0dspeeed @wrathfulrook @adelaidedrubman @voidika @onehornedbeast @thewanderer-000 @corvosattano @derelictheretic @ec-10 @carlosoliveiraa @minilev @nightbloodbix @purplehairsecretlair @vampireninjabunnies-blog @strafethesesinners @josephseedisdaddy @neverthesameneveranother @a-rose-in-a-garden-of-weeds @snake-in-the-garden @henbased and @ladyoriza
As usual three songs for three stories/characters/themes below.
First song up is for Abigail Emmet, the mother of Mario, and just as much as a terrifying alien soul-and-meat-eating shapeshifter as he is. She's been around for a while, even hitching with the Van der Linde Gang as the third founding (adult) member, sticking with it until she and Molly got the hell out of there after witnessing the effect Hosea's death had on Dutch and Micah being a rat. Saddening that Abigail outlived Molly (given her alien origins), but she never once stopped thinking fondly about the O'Shea poet, even when raising Mario. This song absolutely details her longing for Molly, while also letting go for the sake of Mario.
"Lately, I've been waking up
In a dreamy state, calling your name
Stayed up too late just thinking of you
Now I'm knocking on every door
'Cause I heard you moved from twenty-two
Has it been that long?
I guess time just flew
I've got voices in my head and there's a deafening silence
I've got voices in my head and I can't lie
I've been holding on to pieces
Swimming in the deep end
Tryna find my way back to you 'cause I'm needing
A little bit of love
A little bit of love, I need a little love
Just like the air I'm breathing
These open wounds ain't healing
Tryna find my way back to you 'cause I'm needing
A little bit of love
A little bit of love, a little bit of love
A little bit of love
I tried to fly but I used my wings too soon
Now everything got me thinking of you
I tried a million times to cut you loose."
Next up, a song for Silva's Hope and maybe a bit of Old Dusk, the two main stories for Silva in Far Cry The Silver Chronicles. I think it just fits the religious themes found in the fics' and the game, but also twisting it to reveal the darker and lighter aspects that not only come off as seductive but reveal what's exactly underneath the surface of the Voice's Prophecy and the Collapse, and whether it's better to choose the safer path and obey the prophecy while risking loss of identity and restricted by extremely controlling expectations that are unrealistic or take the risk and step out of the status quo for the sake of having the freedom to choose and to defy a fate other's push onto themselves and their neighbors, all the while having to contend with the possibility of being lost in the unknown.
"Call me wild, drinkin' up the sunshine
Be my man and show me what it feels like
Denim sky, unbuttoned down the middle
Spillin' out little by little
Tiger on the prowl
East of Eden
Comin' for you now
Keep me from the cages under the control
Runnin' in the dark to find east of Eden
Keep me from the cages under the control
Runnin' in the dark to find east of Eden
To find east of Eden (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
To find east of Eden (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
To find east of Eden (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
To find east of Eden (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
If I wanted to stay
You don't mind, you're a true believer (True believer)
Take it up with the badlands
Creep on in like a concrete fever
If I wanted to stay
You don't mind, you're a true believer (True believer)
Take it up with the badlands
Creep on in like a concrete fever."
And finally something for the antagonists. Ranging from the charming yet arrogant Edward Carmine to the callous and controlling Zachariah from The UnTitledverse. From the hypocritical monster that is Father Adam Omar to the fatalistic pessimism that fuels Paul Yellowjack's miserable self-loathing in Far Cry The Silver Chronicles. From the Court King who wants to conquer his worlds back, to the Director of the Midnight Rise, Sir Enigma Malvolio, who brings despair wherever his expeditions take him throughout Life, Despair & Monsters. From the well-meaning extremist Xiang Ba'al to the Mad God of Carnage himself, Discord in the originals works that will diverge from Wings And Horns. There are many more of interest, but the list is as tall as the rest of my original characters. But one commonality can be found with these characters... a question that evades an answer... will they ever be satisfied after reaching their goals? Or... will they go further until they've crashed and burned?
ALSO! TW: There is brief mention of suicidal idealization in one verse with probably more mature themes hidden in the lyrics. Just putting it out there to be weary listening and reading.
"I was pulling out my hair
The day I got the deal
Chemically calm
Was I meant to feel happy
That my life was just about to change?
One life pretending to be
The cat who got the cream
Oh, everybody said, "Marina is a dreamer"
People like to tell you what you're gonna be
It's not my problem if you don't see what I see
And I do not give a damn if you don't believe
My problem, it's my problem that I never am happy
It's my problem, it's my problem on how fast I will succeed
Are you satisfied with an average life?
Do I need to lie to make my way in life?
High achiever, don't you see?
Baby, nothing comes for free
They say I'm a control freak
Driven by a greed to succeed
Nobody can stop me
'Cause it's my problem if I wanna pack up and run away
It's my business if I feel the need to smoke and drink and sway
It's my problem, it's my problem if I feel the need to hide
And it's my problem if I have no friends and feel I want to die
Are you satisfied with an average life?
Do I need to lie to make my way in life?
Are you satisfied with an easy ride?
Once you cross the line, will you be satisfied?
Sad inside, in this life
Unsatisfied, praying
Sad inside, in this life
Unsatisfied, waiting
Are you satisfied with an average life?
Do I need to lie to make my way in life?
Are you satisfied with an easy ride?
Once you cross the line, will you be satisfied?
Black, white (Are you satisfied, are you satisfied? Are you satisfied?)
Are you satisfied?
Black, white (Are you satisfied, are you satisfied?)
Black, white (Are you satisfied, are you satisfied?)
Are you satisfied?
Black, white."
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