Re(cycling) A Dream
This past week and a half, I had a wide range of varied experiences all layered amidst my academic life, family interactions and the normal patterns of eating, sleeping and dressing. I was photographed by Terry Richardson wearing Valentino eyewear, Calvin and I were photographed as a couple for a photography book, went to a casting call for a fashion film being made to advertise a new living space, participated in an interview for a fashion and style platform, shot a video with a videographer I met at another shoot, met with a potential intern, met with a web designer, picked up clothes for a photo shoot, had coffee in a beautiful space with an artist who is working with craftspersons to create beautiful woven scarves and jewelry, attended the Brooklyn Fashion Design Accelerator Impact Award Ceremony, spent an afternoon with an incredible group of brilliant Chinese creatives from Central St. Martins and Parsons and had two meetings with the jewelry artist I am collaborating with on the design of a piece. And it goes without saying created and put out blog and social media posts. Okay now I really get why I am exhausted.
Intermingled amongst the more commercial (and sadly more lucrative opportunities) were the moments I shared with intellectuals thinking and talking about fashion and clothing from a postmodern perspective and having the kind of conversations I dreamt of and had when I was getting my Ph.D. Amongst all my digital and commercial endeavors I still indulge in intellectual dreams and even though when asked, I say I want to only do Accidental Icon in a year or two, I remain seduced by my fantasy of a utopian academic life and feel that I have never completed myself as a researcher and scholar.
I wore this outfit to the Brooklyn Fashion Design Accelerator Impact Award Ceremony that honors, supports and promotes sustainable fashion design in multiple ways (more on them Wednesday). In honor of the ethos I wore mostly re(cycled) clothing with the exception of my Eileen Fisher pants (she received an award at the event) and my shoes made by craftspersons from Portugal. Inspired by the life of my clothes and those who triggered remembered notions of a different kind of intellectual labor, I am inspired to imagine that I could "re-cycle" my Ph.D. and focus my research and scholarship on the study of clothing and its many implications and intersections with social welfare. And since I am a both/and kind of girl the pursuit of commerce and scholarship do not have to be mutually exclusive. Now for a nap.
Have you ever recycled a part of your life into a new rendition?