Fifty year ago, on November 25, 1970, Yukio Mishima, the most prominent author and the first bona fide celebrity figure of post-war Japan, delivered the final installment of his literary magnum opus The Sea of Fertility to his Tokyo publisher.
Looking over the body of work of the London jeweler Shaun Leane, may leave you with visions of bipolarity.
There is something peculiar about the fact that punk refuses to die even in the current pop culture landscape that has been thoroughly taken over by vapid commercial music that celebrates everything punk abhorred.
We wanted to finish our book week with several shorter reviews in order to give you a wider range of books to peruse while in quarantine, or at least furnish our take on them.
It seems that in the current state of the world, books based on the many cancelled exhibitions take on a new importance, providing a glimpse into what sadly many of us are missing out on due to museum closures.
“I believe in the power of clothes just as much as I believe in the power of photography,” so goes the opening of a short essay by the revered Japanese fashion photographer Takay in the new book of photography devoted to the work of Yohji Yamamoto.
Chris Killip is not a punk photographer, or a music photographer, or a youth culture photographer.
Over the past fifty years the photographer Nan Goldin has become the poet of the marginalized.
It is my humble opinion, that as far as the brand-building exercise goes, the skincare brand Aesop should be in every marketing textbook, though marketing is the last thing Aesop stands for.
How I missed the existence of RAYGUN magazine during my formative years is beyond me. The California-based music and style periodical was launched in 1992, the same year I immigrated to the United States and began immersing myself in American pop culture. It covered every great rock act under the sun – from Iggy Pop to Sonic Youth, from Morrissey to Marilyn Manson, from R.E.M. to Nine Inch Nails, and so on.
Looking at the new compendium tome from Rizzoli, RAYGUN: The Bible of Music and Style, put together by Marvin Scott Jarret, the magazine’s founder, fills me both with hope and dread for the state of the print magazine industry. Because RAYGUN was as forward-thinking in its visual representation as it was in its content. No magazine I can think of took the adage “the medium is the message” as seriously as RAYGUN did. Its innovative treatment of fonts, graphics, page layout, format is truly peerless. None of this can be replicated on the Internet.