With all my respect, Interview from A Blog Curated by Yohji Yamamoto
Two of the 20th century’s contemporary masters of fashion sit side by side, their dark reflections mirrored on a glass table. Both choose black to shade their worlds with an intellectual and very human beauty – taking fabric to tell their culturally obtuse yet equally poetic stories. From the West comes Tunisian-born Azzedine Alaïa, whose dramatically body-conscious and skintight garments sculpt the feminine form – and from the East, Japanese-born Yohji Yamamoto, with a philosophy that celebrates the “air between the skin and the garment”. Benoit Peverelli captures their moment in film, while Laurence Benaïm talks to the two men on the eve of exciting projects – Yohji’s Pitti Immagine exhibition and Azzedine’s Marc Newson-designed shoe boutique opening in Paris. Here are some selected quotes from their talk:
THE BIG ART
Yohji Yamamoto: I prefer to show the hidden body. I’m a man but I think that what is on the inside is sexiest. If this season I have suggested a symbolic body by using pleats and tucks to indicate the figure, the bosom, the side, the back, it is because I don’t like to show the body ostentatiously. I prefer to dream.
Azzedine Alaïa: People pay more and more attention to themselves, to what they eat. The more interesting the body becomes, the closer I get to the skin.
YY: Azzedine Alaïa has always tried to preserve the pleasure in his creations. It’s his priority. I admire his pride and his freedom.
AA: Yohji Yamamoto’s clothes, even when voluminous and floating, still define the body. Through the work we are united by something unique, something which goes further than time, than our encounters. The mutual respect has become a friendship. It’s an alliance of presence.
YY: Red isn’t a colour, it’s a light.
AA: There are red reds, violet reds. Red is another black. I never get bored of it.
THE FUTURE SOFTLY
YY: With my eyes turned to the past, I walk backwards into the future.
AA: Every morning I ask myself:”What will I learn today?”. I don’t make plans. I live by the day. I’m in good shape or I’m not.
YY: I like everything that is big in love. Even the excess.
AA: When I love, I embrace, I touch, I pinch.
Choreography benoit-swan pouffer
photography franÇois rousseau
video gilles papain
music stefano zazzera
costumes nancy haeyung bae
lighting jim french
Video produced by Cedar Lake Contemporary Ballet
The space becomes the dance itself, the dancers, the audience, all connected, the one. Absolutely brilliant installation brings the supreme dancers along their powerful heart beats and sound and the each movement completely alive to the audience. Also I like to point out Nancy Haeyung Bae, one of my many talented designers at Gap who actively has been designing costumes for the Cedar Lake company for the last many years. Living a rich and creative life.
We are known to make things from the scratch. And Gael’s getting really good at it. Honestly, yes it’s a Turkey day, but we can’t loose a thought of having something always different than the Turkey. Jesse had a wonderful Turkey this year ( actually the best one we had, thanks to Jesse’s dad, Ian’s brining!) but also we brought Rabbit Ragu with home made pasta to the Thanksgiving feast.
Now all the pastas ready and here comes the star, The Rabbit Ragu!
This is our cooking Goddess, my mother in law, grande, absolutely amazing woman, Livia’s recipe.
*1 rabbit, cleaned with guts socked in 1 1/2 litter of Red wine with chopped onion, garlic, rosemary, sage, fresh black pepper over night.
*Fish out the wine socked rabbit and chopped them into a small pieces. Separate the guts this time.
*Quick blend the guts with some of wine juice.
*To a pot, add Olive oil, chopped garlic, and when the oil and garlic is sizzling hot, add chopped rabbit, blended guts to brown.
*To browned meat, add Tomato, ( We used 10oz San Marzano peeled tomatoes), semi bitter oil cured black olives, rest of the wine juice and start simmering for hours on medium to low heat until it gets thickened to a perfection. Add salt to taste.
Cook the pasta, add olive oil and sauce to the pasta on the pan on low heat, stir a minute, serve.
Life goes on. It was Emi’s birthday. And we headed out to Riis park near the Far Rockaway. Our little secret spot. Especially in November. Misty and beautiful. We managed to have fun and laughs playing a ball with Gael and Tania. I have been feeling so much love for Emi. Can’t explain how much. I love you Emi.
Apparently this new application you can easily down load is a big hit in Italy. Some of big Artists are playing with it even. If you are a I-phone user, try it. It’s a smalll space you play with , but it’s a whole new wide world.
All below are done by the Artist, Emiliano!
My favorite, so far, portait of me, “Jaehee”
I had read about Heyri Art valley in South Korea in the Wallpaper magazine a couple years ago here in NY. In 1997, the Village, 1 hour car ride from Seoul, has started as The Book village linked with Paju Publishing town. Paju is southern border of DMZ , a military stand off between North and South Korea, and in the mean time one of the most serene and well protected nature preserves in Asia.
Heyri is one of possible future uses for the expansive DMZ. Over the years, the Book village has beautifully grown into a Art Vally which houses over 350 mixed and selected artist members’ homes, work studios, galleries, theaters and cafes built upon free yet harmonized aesthetic approach to build each building and the space consisting of concrete, wood, metal and glass. Each property is required to leave good percentage of the lot as a free range garden and any pointy roofs are prohibited in this valley.
It’s not gated by actual fences but the village is protected by many rules and the respect for each artist’s need and mind the first. Simply numbered 9 entrances to the Valley open to whole new mind set of how to create a community. A creative community. Fine artists, writers, film makers, actors, composers, sound artist, and any other creative people in art world can only apply to get into this wonderful Art Valley. Each home will also be a place of cultural exchange of some form, with the goal that the entire community will contribute to and participate in the cultural dialogue. It’s a whole new concept. The artist will need to provide enough of documents to prove that he/she’s the one to be the one of growing members. You will need to buy the land and also build your space. And my aunt, Je-Soon Kang, a well known fine artist, is one of the proud member to live and work in the Village and I had visited her last week with my parents.
Below are a few houses/ gallery spaces of the Valley.
Many of buildings have a multiple use permit as home, gallery and a cafe all combined. It’s a heavenly concept for any artist.
Now below is the home, indoor and outdoor garden, work studio, gallery and a future cafe of my aunt.
There is also little area in the village for some nice restaurants, book shops, small boutiques and a vintage museum. And they all consistently carry the similar aesthetic.
I never threw myself into our blogs like so many other bloggers. It works for them but I never liked the concept of focusing on what brand I am wearing to go to supermarket head to toe. It always felt bit silly. There are so much more in this life. I love Art. I love to travel. I love the moment. Moments of Life.
But after my brother has left, my mind has moved bit to show maybe little more of intimate side of me in my way.
Yoonhee. My first cousin. Only child, beautiful, smart and all. Due to past reasons among adults in the family, our actual 6 years of difference became almost 10years of disconnect. Now with a gift left us from my brother, we started catching up. Starting with photos. Look how full of life she is! And bless them with all the love, my little cousin is getting married next May.
It’s in Seoul. Korea, My home.
You died of such pride to know need help. You ended your pain that way keeping your pride pure and untouched. Wish I could share it. Your pain. Brother. Short but enormous life you had. You brought the entire family back together in such peace and love. Look what you gave us. Look what you left us. You should be proud like you have been. I like to embrace your happiest moments. I like to embrace the life you had left me. Forgive me. Forgive yourself. Forgive dad and mom. Forgive the life you had lived. Be free and shine like you always were. Be what you wished. You brave man. I love you.
It was my second trip to Adam’s town in Pennsylvania. If you like flea markets, you are in. Woooooh, I love the whole action. Get a car. Hit the road. Finally arriving. Browse and browse. Photos. Brainstorming. Silly ideas. Laughs with Emi and Gael. Earliest dinner ever at whatever restaurant in town. More Laugh. Cheap Wine. Holiday Inn. Hitting outdoor markets at 5 in the morning. Crisp air. Fog. Sun rise. Gas station coffee in my hand. Good talks with townees at the markets. Always inspiring to be out there and see things sharpening and relaxing my eyes and tastes. I just love it!
I so regret I had never taken pictures of Twin towers from the Manhattan or the Brooklyn bridge. When we used to party a lot till sun rise, I remember gauging at beautiful Twin towers from the Taxi crossing over the bridge and thinking how hot NY was…
I think the Manhattan bridge is just beautiful as Brooklyn bridge. And also it’s just that much closer to our house on Washington Avenue.
I always complain how America is bit weird with timing. We have not had Thanksgiving yet but everyone is selling things for Christmas. Though I liked what’s going on in Adam’s town. Bit of Christmas vibe here and there…
Duckies in front of Mad Hatter Antique.
The green one looks almost not real.
So wanted to get this, but too big and waaay too heavy to carry to where we wanted… Darn!
Absolutely love this. It turns and all.
Before it completely ends, I wanted to capture it and put it on our blog. Someday I’ll see it again and Gael can see it too and Gael will remember how beautiful autumn can be and know how fortunate to have a park like Fort Greene Park right near us.
Alex and Lara had moved near the park recently and they have this beautiful view of the park from their cutest terrace. Yes sure they also see red blue white lit Empire state building across the river but I’m more envious that they have the view of the Fort Greene Park. The park has been such a part of our lives here in Brooklyn for last 10 years.