Sunday, September 16, 2007
High Fashion and Poop
Well, it was OBVIOUS that I had to continue the adventure of this little turd. He appeared earlier, but now he's going to have his own little story.
While I drew robots, unicorns, and poop this weekend, my boyfriend checked out some collections during NYC's fashion week. I got a chance to see some of the designer lines as well, and boy, there was some pretty impressive stuff. It's so interesting to learn more about an area of design I'm less familiar with. I love hearing my boyfriend talk about the silhouette, cut, and details of clothing. It's mesmerizing how much thought and planning goes into some of these shows, too. There's such an eager audience for these events! People arrive and wait with bated breath to get a glimpse of their favorite designer's new creations. I can't say that I've seen many fine art crowds as passionate and impatient to view the latest creations by a living artist.
It's really interesting to me how the fashion world forces its audience to charge ahead and stay with the times. If fashion shows bared any resemblance to most American art museums (and their patrons), the styles walking down the runway would be forever stuck in Victorian England's fashion era...or maybe even caveman skins.