If you live in London and you haven't yet seen Kyoichi Tsuzuki's Happy Victims, then I urge you do so - Sunday is the last day...
In the exhibition Happy Victims, Tsuzuki photographs some thirty individuals who have turned the act of shopping into an indefinable obsession, lying somewhere between artistic expression and an unusual kind of fetishism. Worshipping one individual designer, these men and women consume religiously their chosen labels — Jean Paul Gaultier, Anna Sui, Vivienne Westwood — often at the expense of life’s other necessities. They turn what are typically minute apartments into living temples to their fashion gods, resulting in interiors which range from the breathtakingly cluttered to the manically ordered.
It rocks. I ought to go and try to write something clever about it...
(Reminder via NYLPM, originally brought to my attention by the fabulous Janina.)
In the exhibition Happy Victims, Tsuzuki photographs some thirty individuals who have turned the act of shopping into an indefinable obsession, lying somewhere between artistic expression and an unusual kind of fetishism. Worshipping one individual designer, these men and women consume religiously their chosen labels — Jean Paul Gaultier, Anna Sui, Vivienne Westwood — often at the expense of life’s other necessities. They turn what are typically minute apartments into living temples to their fashion gods, resulting in interiors which range from the breathtakingly cluttered to the manically ordered.
It rocks. I ought to go and try to write something clever about it...
(Reminder via NYLPM, originally brought to my attention by the fabulous Janina.)
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