Went back and looked at some of the previous Alexander McQueen shows, after seeing his recent art-inspired collection, and came across the 2010 Spring/Summer collection. It's stunning - not because I would want to wear it, although I might, but because he actually transcends the idea of fashion as clothing, and deals head-on with fashion as a sort of second-skin. He manages to make these models a sort of hybrid between humans and butterflies, playing with the softness of the fabric or the rigidness of structure in a way that constructs new "natural" silhouettes.
Came across the work of Chiharu Shiota recently, and was blown away by the power of what she's doing. By positioning everyday objects within a dense web of black threads, she somehow captures the enormity of emotional significance, even pain, that these objects can take on in our lives, and the way that sometimes even the smallest forward motions can become incredibly difficult - creating a tension between the desire to reach the object, and the physical/phsychological difficulty of getting there.
"When Shiota was nine years old her neighbour's house burned down; the following day the artist saw a charred piano amongst the ruins. This instrument that lost its sound has haunted the artist and inspired various works in which she sets alight to a grand piano, then displays the remains within an installation of black thread."
Perhaps the greatest discovery of my time in Berlin was the sound of an iceberg. A series of sounds, really: the soft tap of two sheets colliding; the scrape as they part again; the long, slow creak when one iceberg becomes two, or when two that had collided and collapsed upon one another finally separate once more.
Just at the bridge that connected Kreuzberg (where we were staying), to the long, barren stretch of land that flanks the Berlin wall, a riverbed of icebergs - a broken veneer, black veins between the white ice. And as we watched, a recognition of the sound of ice, its whispers, its moans.
Here, some stills; I wish I had had a way to record the sound.
I just came across the artist Pietr Uklanski yesterday, these beautiful mixed-media works created from pencil shavings. I don't know if he considers these works mosaic, but they have so many of the fundamental elements: the act of destruction (the breaking of glass or stone or, here, the shaving of the pencil) enabling the act of creation, the smaller pieces coming together to form a whole. I love how delicate the whole thing is. See more of his work at Gallerie Perrotin.