After seeing and hearing about Lady Gaga way too much, I decided to reintroduce a higher being—Björk.
There couldn’t be anyone as artistically weird and at the same time quaintly cute as her. Some might think she’s a little too much to take in with just five senses. They might be right, but I think she’s absolutely adorable and very musically talented. (No worries. My ego didn’t shoot up when my picture with director John Waters was posted on Facebook and got a comment about me looking like Björk: click here)
When I need a little fashion inspiration, I sometimes just look at graphics and illustrations. I did that today with a poster art book and a 60’s cover art book that had nothing to do with clothing. I had originally planned to just eat them up in hopes of spitting out a wonderful album cover for my husband’s new LP, because I was getting a little rusty on “art for art’s sake” ever since I heavily invested my time with NGOs and commercial-related designs. (Sadly, these things suck your internal creative juices dry, as they demand so much of what other people want rather than what really wells up in you!) During such times of need, I also study Björk and any other living thing that resembles art.
Graphics and fashion aren’t too different from each other. Both can be really well done and artful but can also be butchered. I personally like the kind of art that leans more to the side of the bizarre, the kind that you could only come up with in your dreams. I really don’t agree with Friedrich Nietzsche when he made the undying connection between art and intoxication, as funny as his proposition may sound. Fashion is art, and if what he said was true, the catwalk may as well just be paraded by drunken models, devoid of sophistication. Drunken Master Jackie Chan (possibly the one exception to the rule I’m asserting, for he is a true artiste… of the martial variety) might be the only person to approve of this!
Björk to me is a living canvass, full of iridescent color and fantasy. I may not be comfortable enough to dress like her out in public anytime soon, but I am comfortable just admiring her as I do any great work of art. I picked out modest yet outlandish clothes of hers below for inspiration.
Doesn’t she look like an envelope from USPS?
Yes, she can dress normally too! You will find the rest of the pictures below to be a little bit more down-to-earth: