My last full day in New York, I was lucky enough to make it to the Alexander McQueen exhibit at the Met (lots of great photos here). And, um. Wow. On the left, the corset is made out of microscope slides. On the right, the dress is made of razor clam shells. It’s the kind of thing, like love, that makes someone who values words perhaps more highly than anything else, like me, feel inarticulate. And, like love, it makes your heart jump or your mind soar or sometimes it punches you in the gut or freaks you out.
This was my favorite room, called Romantic Gothic and Cabinet of Curiosities. Really too much to absorb in one sitting. Lots of accessories, a few garments, and with each garment its own video and soundscape. I’d never seen a McQueen runway show, and man, he did some crazy shit. Such savageness, such beauty. Aptly named exhibit, this one.
If you’re in New York or have occasion to visit, the exhibit is up until August 7th, and I highly suggest that it’s one you won’t want to miss.
“I went to sleep and dreamt of tidal waves. When I woke, the world was washed clean and the streets empty of water. But then I realized it wasn’t over. It was only the drag of a great wave calling all of itself to itself, gathering. I looked at the dry road and knew that I was between moments.”—
"Whatever may happen to me, even if I end up, as I almost certainly will, decrepit, impoverished, lonely, and celibate (you see, it WAS a good idea to hang on to that copy of VOX!) this library—that is, the part of my being of which it is the external manifestation—will grant me a kind of immunity. I think of people living on the street, couples with children, families, and I feel a kind of pity for them because they are not here, they are not me, in this lovely lamp-lit solitude, surrounded, at last by the books I acquired over twenty years and from which I have been separated for the last six. At this moment, as far as I am concerned, the world could blow itself to bits and I wouldn’t mind. I probably wouldn’t even notice." *
* Taken from the galley edition — may be different in the final publication. Hope to verify soon. Thx, EP