Photography

Scott Schuman is in town!



I received a tip-off yesterday from my mole-at-The-Times that Scott Schuman (AKA The Sartorialist) would be staking out the Osman Yousefzada show. I promptly forgot until I found myself haring along Exhibition Road in the fuzzy rain having just sprinted from the Cooperative Designs show a few blocks away. OMG there he was! He graciously let me take a photo although I could see he didn’t really want me to so the result was a tad stony-faced. “How’s it going Scott, are you getting good stuff?” “Yeah, trying to…” was the reply. Oh dear, street photos and London drizzle do not a good combination make. Let’s hope the sun makes an appearance!



Punk Perfect Awful



If I have to choose between a kissy-kissy, champagne-and-red-carpet, fashion week soiree and a scuzzy East London beer-fest, the scuzzy option wins every time. London does ‘gritty’ much more convincingly than posh somehow. Matt Irwin’s private view for his Punk Perfect Awful exhibition was just that – messy, gritty, noisy and silly (Like, hello, what was Geri Halliwell doing there?!). Fashion-wise, it was a complete fur-fest, accompanied by short skirts, fancy tights plus a smattering of distressed, nay, distraught denim. Excellent!












Oh, and I had a lovely chat with nail artist Sophy Robson about the second coming of the long nail. Yep, talons are back! Check her blog here


Matt Irwin in da house




One of my favorite photographers, Matt Irwin is having an exhibition opening on Friday and by Googling it I just found out he has a blog as well. And it’s not one of those irksome vanity blogs with only a couple of posts a month, it’s full of Vogue shoot outtakes, music snippets (New Order – woo hoo!) and random commentary. (Actually, February’s content is a bit sparse – must have been a jetsetty month – but January is chock-full.)



Harpers’ Bazaar says, ‘we mean business’




A few weeks ago I had a meeting with a photographer who was bemoaning the state of the magazine industry. “No one has any money, they’re all slashing their budgets, it’s a nightmare,” he droned. Oh dear, I thought. It wasn’t news of course, I know many magazines are so skint they are hardly doing any shoots, but buying in pictures from their sister editions in the US. Dire. So today I brightened when I bought the March issue of UK Harpers’ Bazaar. Bloody hell, I could hardly pick it up. It’s huge – not only thick (360 pages) but supersized, almost as big as W. And the content this month is great – Roisin Murphy’s fashion picks, a scrap-book style catwalk roundup, interviews with Sofia Coppola and Luella Bartley and a profile of YSL.




The fashion shoots aren’t my bag (way too grown up) but I did like the Balmain dress with the nomad headscarves and the girl with the naughty cigarette.





To me the supersizing is a good move. If the offline magazine industry is seriously threatened by online publications then this sends out a clear message – “We’re significant and we’re here to stay”. Amen to that.

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