giovedì 25 ottobre 2012
art and fashion: the new direction
in art and fashion, the next big thing is not the art or the fashion, but the people who are involved.
in garance dore's latest interview with costanza pascolato, someone who has been in the fashion business for decades, pascolato admits that she was more interested in the people attending the shows more than the models wearing the collections.
at the blog babes at the museum, more attention is often paid to the museum goers themselves rather than the masterworks hanging behind them.
venerdì 4 novembre 2011
If you want to go to Bijindo:
The night before your trip, you and your friend should head to E-Mart to stock up on wine and whiskey, because they might be hard to come by where you’re headed. Oh, and don’t forget some weed food. You guys should wake up at 5 AM and ride the subway to the Express Bus Terminal to get a ticket to Tongyeong. The buses will probably be sold out until 3 PM, so you’ll have to wait two hours for a 4-hour bus to Jinju. Upon arrival at the Jinju terminal, a cab must take you to the other bus station to catch the local 1-hour bus to Tongyeong.
Once you’re in the beautiful port city, attempt to ask the lady at the tourist kiosk for information about ferries to Bijindo. Fail because she speaks no English. Flag down a cabbie and have him drive you down the hill to the ferry terminal. You’ll pass some apartments with Miró murals on their sides and you’ll think Korea is pretty ok. At the ferry terminal, feel a sense of relief as you realize there are not only two daily ferries to Bijindo as the internet indicated, but at least five and you haven’t missed the last one. After buying your ticket, you should get to the convenience store and stock up on ramen. Return to the terminal just as it begins to pour, take a seat and be entertained by the K-pop on TV. When you see the ferry pull in, huddle with the other passengers under an overhang. Book it to the boat when you get the high sign.
Feel free to pass out for the 40-minute ride. There’s nothing to see but grey outside, anyway. And there are no seats in the boat, just a floor. Upon arrival to Bijindo, feel your second sense of relief. You’re finally here. Get yourselves found by an ajumma and taken to what is supposedly the last available room on the island. Try to negotiate the price of the room with the help of the ajumma’s English-speaking daughter-in-law. Fail, and pay twenty-five bucks each for the night. Uncork a bottle of vino and take turns chugging from the bottle while watching more Korean pop TV. Just as you finish your wine, receive a knock on the door. It’ll be the daughter-in-law who helped you and she’ll want you to go eat raw fish with her.
Over dinner, sample at least five different kinds of alcohol and lower your inhibitions. Make a promise to wake up for a hike at 10 AM. Try some raw abalone and sea cucumbers and fake it like they taste really good because your host paid a lot for the purportedly healthful treats. After all, Koreans are not concerned with taste, but with money and well-being. Continue the drinking train to the convenience store down the way. Bum a cigarette from a fellow foreigner. After a few more bottles of beer and helpings of dried squid with your Korean host, thank her profusely and join the other expats down at the beach. Build an animal trap with a random child who speaks three languages and has more energy than a whole class of elementary students. Get too drunk to even care about the piles of sand creeping into various body parts. Somehow, make it back to your bed.
Get woken up by your 10 AM hiking partner. Put a smile on your still drunk, but about to be hung-over face! Nibble some weed cookie and get ready for this adventure. Slop through mud, twist around branches and stumble up rocks on your way to the top. Pause several times to let your friend catch her breath and prevent last night’s raw seafood from making a re-appearance. At the halfway mark, stop and take in the view, obstructed by fog and trees. Take some pictures of your sweaty selves. Resign yourself to the fact that even though this weed cookie is making you feel real good, it’s probably better to traipse back downhill with your hiking partners, who are finished with this shit and ready to jump into the ocean.
Spend all day with your stony hangover, marinating in the hot sun that the fog has left behind. Periodically sink yourself into the gorgeous ocean, floating with the sand under you, through warm and cold waves. Eat some fish soup. Watch 2001: A Space Odyssey and pass out on the bed consisting of fifteen thin blankets stacked on a hard floor. Spend another day in the sun the same way, sans hangover. Pack up your stuff, and leave your friend behind on the island. She will find her way back to Seoul eventually. Indulge in some more cookie-cookie on the ferry back to Tongyeong. Turn on that good stoner music they don’t have in Korea. Back on land, catch a taxi up to the bus station. Wait four hours for the next bus to Seoul. Spend most of that time comparing a 1999 Vogue Korea with a 2010 in the corner of a tiny coffee shop. Be amazed at the extreme differences, and understand more about this place you temporarily call home. After five hours on a bus, a short taxi ride and a shower, collide with your bed sheets and dream.
Once you’re in the beautiful port city, attempt to ask the lady at the tourist kiosk for information about ferries to Bijindo. Fail because she speaks no English. Flag down a cabbie and have him drive you down the hill to the ferry terminal. You’ll pass some apartments with Miró murals on their sides and you’ll think Korea is pretty ok. At the ferry terminal, feel a sense of relief as you realize there are not only two daily ferries to Bijindo as the internet indicated, but at least five and you haven’t missed the last one. After buying your ticket, you should get to the convenience store and stock up on ramen. Return to the terminal just as it begins to pour, take a seat and be entertained by the K-pop on TV. When you see the ferry pull in, huddle with the other passengers under an overhang. Book it to the boat when you get the high sign.
Feel free to pass out for the 40-minute ride. There’s nothing to see but grey outside, anyway. And there are no seats in the boat, just a floor. Upon arrival to Bijindo, feel your second sense of relief. You’re finally here. Get yourselves found by an ajumma and taken to what is supposedly the last available room on the island. Try to negotiate the price of the room with the help of the ajumma’s English-speaking daughter-in-law. Fail, and pay twenty-five bucks each for the night. Uncork a bottle of vino and take turns chugging from the bottle while watching more Korean pop TV. Just as you finish your wine, receive a knock on the door. It’ll be the daughter-in-law who helped you and she’ll want you to go eat raw fish with her.
Over dinner, sample at least five different kinds of alcohol and lower your inhibitions. Make a promise to wake up for a hike at 10 AM. Try some raw abalone and sea cucumbers and fake it like they taste really good because your host paid a lot for the purportedly healthful treats. After all, Koreans are not concerned with taste, but with money and well-being. Continue the drinking train to the convenience store down the way. Bum a cigarette from a fellow foreigner. After a few more bottles of beer and helpings of dried squid with your Korean host, thank her profusely and join the other expats down at the beach. Build an animal trap with a random child who speaks three languages and has more energy than a whole class of elementary students. Get too drunk to even care about the piles of sand creeping into various body parts. Somehow, make it back to your bed.
Get woken up by your 10 AM hiking partner. Put a smile on your still drunk, but about to be hung-over face! Nibble some weed cookie and get ready for this adventure. Slop through mud, twist around branches and stumble up rocks on your way to the top. Pause several times to let your friend catch her breath and prevent last night’s raw seafood from making a re-appearance. At the halfway mark, stop and take in the view, obstructed by fog and trees. Take some pictures of your sweaty selves. Resign yourself to the fact that even though this weed cookie is making you feel real good, it’s probably better to traipse back downhill with your hiking partners, who are finished with this shit and ready to jump into the ocean.
Spend all day with your stony hangover, marinating in the hot sun that the fog has left behind. Periodically sink yourself into the gorgeous ocean, floating with the sand under you, through warm and cold waves. Eat some fish soup. Watch 2001: A Space Odyssey and pass out on the bed consisting of fifteen thin blankets stacked on a hard floor. Spend another day in the sun the same way, sans hangover. Pack up your stuff, and leave your friend behind on the island. She will find her way back to Seoul eventually. Indulge in some more cookie-cookie on the ferry back to Tongyeong. Turn on that good stoner music they don’t have in Korea. Back on land, catch a taxi up to the bus station. Wait four hours for the next bus to Seoul. Spend most of that time comparing a 1999 Vogue Korea with a 2010 in the corner of a tiny coffee shop. Be amazed at the extreme differences, and understand more about this place you temporarily call home. After five hours on a bus, a short taxi ride and a shower, collide with your bed sheets and dream.
giovedì 2 giugno 2011
giovedì 26 maggio 2011
akimbo
relationship to parents is so bittersweet. i wanted my mom to get off my back about my messy apartment but upon walking back to it after dropping her off at the airport train, i felt so sad knowing she wouldn't be there. do we ever not need our parents? i was doing so well without them, but having them here over the past couple weeks was just nice. it's good to be able to appreciate them and our closeness and our distance
domenica 1 maggio 2011
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lunedì 25 aprile 2011
kim da ul
i am very good at sitting still doing nothing. i can sit and not move for two or three hours and not get bored. (RUSSH novdec09)
in korea people think it's negative if you're different. i want to change that. (i-D jul08)
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