i went to the chanel mobile art exhibit today in central park. it was like an adult disney land ride. you had a mp3 player that guided you through the exhibit telling you what to look at and when to move. it was quite amusing. i kept looking at my friend martha who was 3 seconds ahead of me so i could get a head start. most of the work was pretty standard fare. sex, materialism etc all tied into chanel, which i found slightly obnoxious. i really enjoyed Le Trottoir by Argentinian artist Leandro Erlich. it was so pretty, seeing the reflections of a paris street through a puddle on the ground. i wish we could've stayed longer on that exhibit but alas, jeanne moreau told us to move.
*on another note, all the people working there were wearing chanel clothes made for the exhibit, and i asked one of them if they got to keep the jackets/sweaters. they said no, of course not. um, what the hell is chanel going to do with them? they can't give these poor guys a nylon jacket?
**"There they are again, the old familiar constellations that remind everyone of childhood, because it was only as a child that one gazed at them so raptly. They are everywhere. There you are, so remote from your childhood, and yet you meet it again. That's how small the world is.
And if you think some of it is foreign, you've mistaken. Everywhere is home. The Great Bear is a little nearer, that's all."- Joseph Roth from The White Cities, Reports from France 1925-39
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