Throughout my studies I am constantly inspired by artists far more so than fashion designers. I know this makes me a baddie for not constantly spouting fashion jargon nonsense, or being filled to the brim with designer knowledge. But I think I just 'get' art, and I think it's nice to look at other elements of life for inspiration, as opposed to who's done what before and how we can remake and renew it.
I was overjoyed and raring to go when in my CCS class, the brief was to choose a designer or artist and create a poster to support an essay about their attitude to the body. I seen Jenny Saville's name at an instant and I didn't bother reading any of the other options on either list.
I took it upon myself to try and do a photoshoot in my living room, with my good friend Paul, and try and get a feel for Saville's works on a more personal level. I definately took my own approach to the brief, and smothered my amazing model in tomato ketchup to signify blood, and we get a sheet of glass that was to be a metaphor for how society and art history has constantly pushed a microscope on women's bodies to enlarge every single wrinkle of cellulite, and every hair out of place, or in the 'wrong' place...
I had to present my poster (the top image) in front of my class, and as I am doing now (babbling on quite a bit) I did then too. I think it's okay to babble, at least hopefully I got my point across.
So yes, I just wanted to have something cool and exciting for my first blog entry, and i'm happy with this poster so all is good in the hood.
K
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