Performance artist, Nick Cave, imagined every monster from his childhood nightmares. Then he and Raymond Meier shot them for an 8-page American Vogue September accessories shoot.
The maddest “fashion” shoot of all time? Perhaps not, (wait til you see what Mario Sorrenti made Guinevere von Seenus do in the next one up) but certainly the funniest this September.
This, from BeautyCall: "Cave’s soundsuits as Meier has captured them are fanciful, outlandishly attractive and as well-crafted as any couture, but their visual appeal is only the beginning of their wonder. The first suit began as a sculptural costume constructed from thousands of twigs and never meant to be worn. Cave donned it on a lark and discovered that the twigs’ rustling and clattering when he moved crated a beautiful visual and audile effect. He ultimately chose to combine the suits’ dramatic rhythm with dramatic and rhythmic African dance; his goal is to make people “step outside of themselves” and “delight within a moment.” Um. That is a walking pile of lost socks, isn't it?
Madness.
I’m not sure about an intellectual, academic justification of this Raymond Meier/Nick Cave collaboration, (a la Beautycall’s quote above.)
To me, the suits and the shoot are just pure …bonksersness.
Fashion as conceived by Doctor Suess?
Could it even be a sly comment on women who spend ridiculous amounts of money on overpriced, even monstrous handbags?
Who knows what it’s about, if it was about anything at all but for a flash of fuzzy, crazy, mischievous childishness. It’s a shoot in US Vogue that, for once, makes a reader laugh out loud. What a hoot!
Evidence of Vogue’s sense of humour? (Who knew it had one!)
That can never be a bad thing.
