In the 1985 John Hughes film, “The Breakfast Club”, Molly Ringwald’s character coolly unpacks an exotic bento box for lunch. “What’s that?” one of her fellow students asks. “Sushi… rice, raw fish and seaweed” she replies. Looks of confusion and disgust fill the room.
How times have changed.
Over three decades later, Japanese cuisine (which extends far beyond the aforementioned sushi) is now commonplace in mainstream supermarkets, on restaurant menus and even in convenience stores, like 7-Eleven.
One common thread among Japanese art, design, fashion and food, is a focus on mastery. Among Japan’s many artisans and creators, there is a relentless quest for perfection, setting the island apart from Eastern neighbors and Western counterparts.
Take for example the plate before you. What might appear to be an arbitrary smear of miso paste, is, in fact, a thoughtful and elegant mediation on movement. There is a beautiful choreography to the plating, at once both careful and reckless.
EN Japanese Brasserie, a beautiful restaurant tucked away in Manhattan’s chic West Village, offers a modern approach to rich traditions. Keeping with custom, they cook in harmony with the seasons, and savor the peak flavor of ingredients. The result? A fresh take on authentic Japanese cuisine.
Fear not. This type of refinement and attention to detail doesn’t end with your main course.
“Making chocolate is like meditation for me.” This is model-turned-patissier Kanami Kawaguchi’s minimalist, yet mindful mantra.
A little over a decade ago, Kawaguchi moved to New York City to pursue a career in modeling. Not knowing a soul in the States, Kanami chose to immerse herself in American culture by watching the news, going to the movies, and even trying to make friends at open model castings. “Even though I couldn’t speak English”, Kanami tells me, “I still learned a lot”. In an effort to master the language, Kanami went so far as to avoid speaking in her native tongue. She wanted to experience the differences between cultures, no matter how nuanced. “I was curious about other countries, people’s behavior and different ways of thinking”, she recalls.
That open-minded approach can be tasted in her unique baking style as well. In an ironic twist of fate, Kanami herself is allergic to chocolate. However, that doesn’t keep her out of the kitchen. “Visually, I always think about Antelope Canyon in Arizona when mixing chocolate with heavy cream. And since I physically can’t taste (the chocolate), I imagine taste by smells and textures, instead.” She’s also no stranger to unorthodox ingredients either and consequently, original blends. Inspiration can even stem from the most banal, everyday experiences – be it a bartender’s casual suggestion or a friend’s request for birthday chocolate. “Those crazy ideas help to create new flavors.” Under one condition though, “if they asked me to make the crazy combination, then they have to taste it!”
Kanami can also draw on her past experience in the fashion world when concocting in the kitchen. “Both the fashion world and culinary world strive for the highest level of beauty. An important aspect is balance. Both worlds produce effortlessly glamorous products, but a great deal of effort goes into it.” Ultimately, fashion and food are great sources of both “inspiration” and “expression”. “I imagine people who’ll eat my chocolates and that makes me happy.”
Words by Daniel Alonso / Images by Shell Royster
An eggshell splitting when first cracked open… The flurry of powdered sugar falling on hot delicacies… The scent of freshly baked pie floating throughout the home. These were all common sights, sounds and smells for one who spent time in the family kitchen and sisters Shell and Kim were certainly no strangers.
As young girls, Shell and Kim would spend time in Texas with their German great-grandmother. Inside her rustic kitchen, the pair learned the alchemy of baking. Bonding over their shared love of good food, the girls quickly absorbed the wealth of knowledge being passed down to them. They would learn, and eventually master, the nuances of preparation, execution and presentation, all of which would inform their earnest love of food.
The sisters also appreciated and embraced a sustainable lifestyle early on, decades before chic farmers markets and overpriced farm-to-table restaurants. It was a regular occurrence to gather ingredients for a recipe from their own garden or to trot down to the local farm stand for fresh fare.
For Shell and Kim, culinary degrees were never their ambition. They were self-taught chefs from the word “go”, and their passion for fresh, organic food fueled their lifelong journey.
Within these pages you will find the result – an array of accessible and delectable recipes. Whether you are concocting meals in a sprawling country house or within a studio apartment in the urban jungle, you are bound to taste the warmth and love of kinship in every bite.
Words by Daniel Alonso / Images by Shell Royster
Punk. A four-letter declaration that conjures up sights, sounds, and often stenches associated with three guitar chords and gravity defying mohawks. Quite the journey for a word that was never meant to be a label – let alone THE label – for underground music gestating on New York’s Bowery in the mid 70s. (Though depending on your definition, punk originated in NYC about 1974 or in London about 1975.)
In reality, the name referred to a street rag created in 1975 by Legs McNeil, John Holmstrom and Ged Dunn Jr. – imagine a twisted, Lower East Side version of MAD magazine. Originally titled Teenage News, the trio would ultimately opt for a name that had been a slang term coined for young hoods and hustlers. The magazine’s initial objective was also much broader than a certain musical style, let alone a fashion trend. Instead this new movement centered on a shared philosophy – a battle against complacency; a sharp reaction to the increasing blandness of post-hippie America. It’s also been argued that punk was one of the last vestiges of the American counter-culture.
Yet here we are on Manhattan’s Upper East Side at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, a puzzling venue where uptown and downtown clash in the new Costume Institute exhibition, PUNK: Chaos to Couture. The show examines the era’s impact on high fashion from the movement’s birth in the early ‘70s through its continuing influence today. Responsible for spearheading the polished presentation is Andrew Bolton, better known for his intellectual approach to 2011’s critically acclaimed McQueen/Met showing, Savage Beauty.
With Chaos to Couture, the seven galleries are organized around the materials, techniques, and embellishments associated with the anti-establishment style. Themes include New York and London, which touches upon punk’s origin story as a tale of two cities, followed by Clothes for Heroes and four manifestations of the D.I.Y. aesthetic—Hardware, Bricolage, Graffiti and Agitprop, and Destroy. The series of rooms were cleverly transformed, presenting the show as an immerse multimedia, multisensory experience. Period music videos and soundscaping audio techniques are peppered throughout in the hopes of transporting the viewer to decades past.
But sifting through the frivolous exterior, it becomes clear that much of show was an afterthought. Approximately one hundred designs for men and women are on display, though only a relatively small amount of original punk garments are featured. Bolton chose to concentrate heavily on more recent, directional fashion to illustrate how haute couture and ready-to-wear borrow punk’s visual symbols. In theory, connecting the relationship between the gritty concept of “do-it-yourself” and the couture concept of “made-to-measure” could have had remarkable results. Regrettably Bolton did not deliver.
Many are already aware that much of punk’s sartorial sense was steeped in controversy. Visual symbols such as the skull & crossbones, swastikas, pornography, animal bones, graffiti, etc., were appropriated and proudly displayed on old leather jackets and armbands (a few of these symbols would even go on to permeate the modern mainstream). And so rather than lacquer the gallery walls ebony or contort mannequins to flip the bird, why didn’t Bolton explore the anthropological side of the movement? Why were these images used? What was their significance? It would’ve been more stimulating to examine the darker elements of the scene, which eerily mirrored the times. But Chaos to Couture offers little context for the perversely stunning high fashion looks the era inspired. It doesn’t spark discussion of the designers’ intentions. And it certainly doesn’t rationalize the co-opting of an anti-establishment aesthetic – ironically, for garments accessible only to wealthy cliques.
The original punks also took note of their surrounding political landscape, from women’s lib and gay lib to race riots and protests. In New York, the Ramones ‘look’ came directly out of the male hustler aesthetic. The Schott motorcycle jacket was part of a huge sub-culture in the gay scene; even their song “53rd & 3rd” referenced hustlers standing on said street corner in tight, torn jeans. Unlike some subcultures of yore, punk was interesting in that in initially embraced outsiders regardless of race, ethnicity, gender or sexual preference. Another crucial piece of history seemingly overlooked by the exhibit was the harsh economic climate of the period. A recession that started in ’73 put an end to the general post-war boom in England, resulting in sanitation strikes, power outages and three-day workweeks. On the other side of the pond, Americans faced gas shortages and high unemployment rates. To top it off, in 1975 President Ford denied federal assistance to spare New York from bankruptcy. The infamous Daily News cover read: “FORD TO CITY: DROP DEAD.” With this hindsight, the gown before your eyes suddenly doesn’t look so provocative. In fact it’s a tad desperate. At best it evokes Surrealism and high-end construction techniques. At worst, Hot Topic meets Madison Ave.
However this is not to say this highbrow homage was a total flop. With a certain degree of detachment, one can appreciate the craft and artistry that went into some of the modern creations. A bodice comprised of shattered porcelain and secured with copper wire, from avant-garde designer Martin Margiela, certainly channeled the do-it-yourself attitude. More than say, the $565 Givenchy T-shirts on sale in the museum gift shop. And almost four decades after outfitting Sid Vicious punk pioneer Vivienne Westwood is still going strong – and still stirring up controversy. However these days Westwood calls attention to topical issues by using wry slogans that read “Climate Revolution”, “I Heart Crap” and “I Am Julian Assange” (a nod to head of the anti-secrecy WikiLeaks website who used his world stage to post thousands of documents in the largest leak of U.S. classified material in the nation’s history).
Though a minority, these designers continue to challenge the status quo and in doing so, are able to understand and interpret the original punk ethos through their work. Ironically, the era was so visually appealing because of the fact it went beyond visuals. It also had an intellectual edge. These now iconic (and many unknown) artists weren’t necessarily philosophers but they were interested in ideas, both new and old. Many were observant and analytical; they respected thought and insight. Writer (and then-scenester) Glen O’Brien perfectly distills what made that intersection of people, time and space so unique, “…all of them [punks] had true personalities with style that ran deep. They were their own creators, their own stylists and their own designers. They didn’t buy a look or borrow one from a couturier, they conjured glamour out of thrift shops and thin air.”
With any luck there is still a trace of that magic out there, waiting to be torn from the ether.
Words by Daniel Alonso. Images via Metropolitan Museum of Art.
(Originally published June 2013)
“10 Years of Wooster Collective 2003—2013″, is a group exhibition curated by Marc and Sara Schiller featuring works and site-specific installations by over fifty local and international artists including Shepard Fairey, Ron English, How & Nosm and Olek. The Schillers have been avid supporters of the urban art movement by acting as a mouthpiece to help artists promote their message to a wider audience through the global community. Ultimately, “10 Years of Wooster Collective: 2003-2013″ is a tribute to street art around the world and its transformative power. In conjunction with the exhibition (housed in a temporary space in Chelsea), a number of the participating artists will also be creating public murals in various locations throughout Manhattan and Brooklyn.
After witnessing the rise of temporary art on the streets of New York City over a decade ago, Marc and Sara Schiller founded Wooster Collective in 2001 to document the ever-changing face of their downtown Manhattan neighborhood. In 2003, they started the website woostercollective.com out of a genuine desire to share these images with the world – a few years mind you before social media and image sharing via Instagram, Tumblr, etc. became the norm. The collective’s mission is to discover and document authentic art experiences via salons, lectures, exhibitions and online. In 2006, they organized 11 Spring Street, a monumental street art exhibition that took place in an abandoned building in downtown New York, and was chosen by The New York Times as one of the top art exhibitions of the year. Three years ago, the pair collaborated with Carlo McCormick on Trespass: A History of Uncommissioned Urban Art, published by Taschen. They have been featured in The New York Times, Time Magazine, Good Magazine and more. As a global voice for this brand of art, the Schillers have spoken at the Tate Modern, Design Indaba and The New Museum. In the curators’ words: “While street artists express themselves in a myriad of ways, they are often joined by a set of common principles: reclaiming public space, beautifying the environment and fighting for the freedom of speech. Street art has become the catalyst for people of all cultural and economic backgrounds to challenge the system and express themselves without any filter.”
Street art may have indeed eliminated the artist’s filter, but the medium also inadvertently democratized the art world. A few of Martha Cooper‘s snapshots that appear in 10 Years…, capture the burgeoning hip hop/graffiti scene of late 70′s/early 80′s. That movement eventually forced those in the art world to look beyond their colorless world of white-walled galleries, white wine openings and white artists and view their own urban landscape in a new light – as one endless canvas for these nascent maverick artists. It’s comforting that decades later, not much has changed. The artist Vhils for example carved his motifs into a found wooden door to create the moody “Insculpt #9″. His other piece “Homogeneo #9″, consists of hand carved and laser-cut billboards collected from walking down the street.
Rather than concentrate on one plane of street art and possibly alienate the viewer, the curators cleverly exhibited a fairly wide range of work – the delicate and feminine, to the droll to the bold and in-your-face. Zev’s pair of canvases, “Liquidated Marlboro” and “Liquidated Gucci” serves as a humorous homage to both Pop and Pollock. TrustoCorp‘s biting street signs deserve a few moments to appreciate all the innuendos. Topping it all off, Invader aliens discreetly adorn the space with their omniscient pixilated eyes. – Daniel Alonso
(Published August 2013)