September: What I Love
Once in a while I fall hard for an item, a show, and a book. This month I couldn’t resist sharing my newfound love for a London boutique, my enduring love for an American photographer, and one Whitney retrospective that is a must see during National Hispanic Heritage Month.
I spotted a man carrying this perfectly handcrafted leather backpack in the airport. It was gorgeous and I had to find out who made it. Lost Property of London, he said. I immediately searched their site to find the Arlington Rucksack. This boutique uses salvaged materials and handcrafts these stylish bags in London, I love the boutique’s commitment to zero waste and their use of abandoned materials. I fell hard for Lost Property of London… every night I dream about this bag. You can check out their store here.Embed from Getty Images Embed from Getty Images
The first time I fell for Nan Goldin, I was a student visiting a New York City museum. Her photographs were a revealing look into her world, she startled me with this bleak highly intimate look at life in the 1980s. She’s bold and unapologetic when confronting her past. I admire that about Goldin. Currently Goldin is displaying new work in Reading Prison, the work is influenced by Oscar Wilde’s play Salomé, which premiered whilst Wilde was incarcerated. Artangel’s latest project consists of artists and writers responding to Oscar Wilde’s work. If I were still in London, a trip to Reading Prison would be part of my weekend plans. You can find more information here.
It’s National Hispanic Heritage Month. I love celebrating the diversity of this country. There are so many talented Hispanic and Latino Americans, Cuban-American painter Carmen Herrera is a representation of that talent. Her abstract paintings are minimalist in nature, but they illustrate her continued experimentation with technique. So at 101 years old, Herrera has her first retrospective at the Whitney Museum of American Art, which began September 16, 2016. You can read more about Herrera’s retrospective here.
Until next time.
PS. I’m reading Jonathan Safran Foer’s Here I am and it’s brilliant.