We choose to live in a parallel universe, in the everlasting quest for a beauty devoid of vanity, untarnished by the horrors of everyday reality. And if beauty is in the eye of the beholder, then what we see is beyond what this universe holds. We have been dreaming of a beautiful future since the first break of dawn. And now that we have stopped dreaming, we ask: if this is the future, then why isn’t it beautiful? So we persevere with the same mindset, watching windmills going in circles and clocks ticking backwards, hoping to get us back to a time when we used to dream – le temp du rêve. But in THE SECOND COMING, we will not have planted seeds of malice or lost our innocence, nor will we have the pleasure of ruining what is beautiful again.
British photographer martin parr does not tend to make life more beautiful than it Is.He documents reality around him, yet does so with an eye for all things off and odd. Not the designer dress takes center stage, but the champagne stain above the Belly. "With photography, I like to create fiction out of reality,” Parr once said. “I try and do this by taking society's natural prejudice and giving this a twist."
The photographs of Eugénie Vernier Femininity First. It is an example of Europe at its best. German publishing house Hirmer in September released Fashion, Femininity & Form, the first ever book on “forgotten” french photographer Eugenie Vernier, who became famous for working for Vogue in the UK in the 1950’s and 1960’s. The book brings together over 100 images that wrote fashion history.
Versailles has ventured into contemporary art. following, among others, Jeff Koons and Takashi murakami, it is currently the portuguese artist Joanna Vasconcelos who has livened up the palace’s lavish rooms with her fantastic and colorful creations. however, she did so not without problems, as some of her works were deemed too sexual. strange, as sex was one of the royal french court’s favorite pastimes.
One of America’s all-time great artists, Edward Hopper painted the rise of urban America, in which the individual seems totally out of place. he thereby had a particular interest for in between spaces, such as hotels, offices and bars, places that are inhabited by people passing by.