Sunday, March 27, 2005

Where the fashion forward meet

The date is set now for 31 March 2005 -- the location, Perth.

Tuesday, March 22, 2005

Fashion forward -- what next?

The term 'fashion forward' seems to mean items that are ahead of current trends. It is used often as a label for newcomers to fashion, such as Hip Hop or technology. I wonder how long it will be before it is applied to the arts. Will we have 'art forward', to include works that are ahead of their time? Will 'Shock of the Yet to Be' replace 'Shock of the New'? The advance of art from traditional, to modern, to contemporary still seems to have territory to cover. Wait for the Museum of Forward Art.

Sunday, March 20, 2005

Do a runner

A survey last year by the New Zealand Herald found that one in three under-graduates plans to seek work overseas immediately after graduation, and that 66 per cent intend to leave the country by the age of 30. True, Kiwis have always loved to travel - many see the "overseas experience" as an essential part of their personal and professional development - but the question now is how many of these graduates will ever return home. The 2003 students' association report found "a clear link between going overseas and student loan debt, as non-resident borrowers have significantly higher average student loan debt than resident borrowers".

Stuart Dunn  'Graduate debt? Do a runner . . .' New Statesman  (7/02/2005)

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Forecast for Melbourne Issued at 0505 on Thursday the 10th of March 2005
Fine apart from an early morning light shower or two. A mostly sunny afternoon with light southerly wind and seabreezes.
Max 22

Saturday, March 19, 2005

How hard can it be?


Pause for thought at the traffic lights this afternoon. Under the railway is an ad for Puma shoes. There's an average looking Aussie kid holding a football, admiring the Apollonian image of the football hero. All this is familiar enough, except that the setting looks more like Havana, than Hawthorn. There's a Cuban looking old man sitting on the step, and the wall in the ad is worn with time that no surface in Melbourne would be allowed to acquire. Interesting that the very element that makes us look down on Latin countries -- the seeming hopelessness -- here is the source of a romantic aura. It suggests that rags to riches glory that is more possible in a country were there are still rags, than one like Australia where is seems less reason to struggle.

Saturday, March 12, 2005

Those whose ears reflect the light of the sun

An excerpt from a recent South African novel uses one of my favourite phrases for non-indigenous person: '...that part of kwaXhosa that had been conquered and settled by the children of Queen Victoria -- they whose ears reflected the light of the sun -- continued to eat.' Zakes Mda Heart of Redness New York: Farrar, Strauss & Young, 2000, p. 74

Colombians at the market

At the south corner of the Victoria market, there is normally a South American band playing folk music, as you find in markets and malls around the world. This morning, a couple of Colombian guys were unpacking some terracotta ceramics which they had imported from their home country. It was a revelation to see some real craft emerging, given the cheap factory crap that is everywhere else at the market. Of coure, they didn't have a permit and had been sternly spoken to my the security guard. They innocently said that they would try somewhere else to show their work. Pity there isn't room for the street in Melbourne.

Wednesday, March 09, 2005

Wear it out

The National Australia Bank is running a series of ads featuring a man and woman wearing the new 'mini' credit card as jewellery. They are quite curious images. The man and woman look almost identity, with bold Roman profiles that shroud half their faces in chiaroscuro. But credit cards as jewellery? While it is a tongue in cheek campaign, it does reflect the increasing use of capital and ornament. Like the labels on underwear that were exposed above the waist. Or the sexy mobile phones to carry around. All this does suggest some sort of implosion, where the medium of capital becomes its central message, and as consumers we identify not with the objects we buy but the cards we use to make these purchases.