a visual collective outlet of inspiration
“hockney began painting flowers in bed just after buying his first iphone in 2009. rendering the simple one- or two-stem arrangements placed in a glass for him each morning by his boyfriend, chef john fitzherbert, the artist experimented with the iphone painting app, its variety of brush techniques, colors, and line densities.
twenty of his closest friends began receiving e-mails with iphone-painted flowers attached, including curator and cultural historian charlie scheips, who immediately saw the potential for an exhibit, especially when the number of hockney iphone-painted flowers (and later, ipad-painted flowers) grew to over 600: “this is a serious component of work, in the context of david’s five-decade career,” says scheips, who curated the show. “these flowers are ‘fresh’ in how new they are, how they’ve been sent, how they’re viewed, and the way they generate light.”
now on view in paris at the pierre berge and yves saint laurent foundation. by pp + v
if fashion was to be aspirational i must admit that they have lost their way in the desperate state of economic affairs. how pathetic is the state of the fashion world when you go from creativity, to celebrity, and all the way down to trash. what do these people stand for? what is there to aspire to? why are they pushed onto our consciousness? what have they left behind for us to aspire to? are we to be admire trash talk, lack of talent, lack of intelligence, and lack of any creativity in these beings? the answer is yes of course. fashion’s legitimacy was always in question, but now it doesn’t even deserve the question. i for one canceled my subscription to W, one of the only US pubs that at least in the past had brought some interesting photographers to the mainstream stage, like philip–lorca dicorcia, and 
patrick cariou and the brooke shield/tate modern fiasco had anything to do with it? or was it pop and purple’s fault?
