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Showing posts with label Chloë Sevigny. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chloë Sevigny. Show all posts

Monday, December 28, 2009

Unforgettables



















Unforgettables

This is a collage I made a few years back of pictures I had collected over the years, pictures I never wanted to forget. I still get inspired every time I look at them; they just keep looking better and better. Here are some of my favorites:

1. Chloë Sevigny - Greatest Halloween costume ever - in her signature early 00's fur jacket, undead eyes, equipped w/ a crucifix and a clove of garlic around her neck.

2. Elisa Ambrogio - From a Magik Markers show in Tienen, Belgium - they are hands-down the most intense live band anyway, but on this night Elisa hit her head on the bass guitar and just kept playing - Let it Bleed, indeed..

3. Sofia Coppola - 2nd Best Halloween Costume Ever!!

4. Catherine Deneuve - Like a ghost in Repulsion, 1965.

5. Kate Moss - Doherty-era, my favorite image of her- perfection.

6. Marie-Hélène de Rothschild - in a stag head with diamond tears at the Surrealist Ball superimposed on a model from the first Imitation of Christ show with the hairbraids (again, I know...)

7. Shelley Duvall and Sissy Spacek - Three Women.

8. Sandra Good and Squeaky Fromme - Handsignals from beyond..

































Sunday, December 27, 2009

Imitation Of Christ




















Imitation Of Christ

Hairbraids, Backward Ties, And Grief
Spring 2001

I still feel like this show was one of the defining moments in history, certainly in my lifetime. This was Tara Subkoff and Matt Damhave's (with Creative Director Chloë Sevigny) first show as Imitation of Christ. It was held at an East Village funeral parlor with Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me playing while models (mourners?) paid their last respects to a closed casket. Imitation of Christ took vintage clothes and redesigned them, all one of a kind. My favorite thing from this show was the hair braids hanging off of some of the clothing as seen in the first photo below. I also loved the backward tie, and the smeared (from crying) mascara on most of the women. The seriousness of this show is also worth noting, because it never for a second felt like a joke or anything less than sincere. There was also a hint of Buñuel in the 70s to it which I always thought of. Imitation of Christ was such a magical and inspiring thing, just the name alone promised something great.

My friend Sarah and I imagined starting our own label, Imitation of Imitation of Christ, with Kim Deal as our muse and three x's replacing the three crosses on the tags. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, no?

Their next show had the models seated front row while the editors walked the runway. They are probably most famous for their Bring Me The Head Of Tom Ford shirt, but this is the moment I will always remember them for. It was an awakening, something no one could see coming and something no one has seen the likes of since. Like an exploding comet vanishing forever into deep space.