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Meet Daddy Walter, bow tie enthusiast and the man who has taught me some of my greatest lessons in life.

Life is not about being right. It is about respect.

My father was always the peacemaker. If anyone in the family was upset with one another, we always went to him to vent. After I explained the situation, he would sympathize with my feelings. Then he would explain how the other person felt. In doing so, I was able to empathize with them and not take things as personal. He explained to me that it was not a matter of who was right but that people have feelings. You can respect their point of view even if you don’t understand or agree with them.

Growing up I used to think that my father was incredibly innocent. He never spoke an unkind word about someone. I hardly ever saw him angry, disappointed sure but rarely angry. He was never mean. He was never aggressive. He was never controlling. He was always giving, positive, understanding, and gentle.

It was not until I was older that I learned how naive I was. My mother told me stories about some of her and my father’s relationship struggles. She told me stories about people who had betrayed my father and tried to take advantage of him. I learned my father was not oblivious to the hardships of life.

By my father teaching me to respect and try to empathize with other people, he also taught me how not be jaded by life.

MY SPORTY OUTFIT

Everlast orange sports dress, thrift store

vintage leather camera bag, thrift store fashion, vintage bike, navajo jewelry

Max Barron Trufit leather camera bag, thrift store

Navajo old pawn jewelry

Navajo old pawn jewelry, gift

dvso blue slip on shoes

dvso blue slip on shoes, ski shop in Portland

 Photographer: Kelly Lynae Robinson

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Yesterday, while frolicking in the foothills and doing a weekly photo shoot, Kelly took this image of me. My first reaction . . .

Conflicted. This photo is intriguing and beautiful but I don’t like having a black hole for a face. At that time, I attributed my disappointment and desire for a face to human vanity.

A couple of hours later,  I went to the Nick Cave exhibit at the Boise Art Museum. (Nick Cave is a fabric sculptor, dancer, performing artist, as well as the the director of the graduate fashion program at School of the Art Institute of Chicago. Below are some of his wearable sculptures that he calls Soundsuits.)

These human sculptures of Nick Cave without faces made me contemplate the benefits of anonymity. With their faces concealed in these sounds suits, people are playful. They don’t worry about people judging their skin, their weight, their economics, or their gender. The suits  make them feel free. The anonymity places all emphasis on their actions of the wearer.

Even with the suits’ joyous nature, they felt alien and creepy to me. A face expresses whether a person is happy/sad, engaged/disinterested, or friendly/mean. It introduces our individuality to others and starts a dialog.

 Navy blue slip is borrowed from another dress

Without my face, I feel isolated from others and merely an object.

Lacey coat, no label, thrift store

Yellow platform heels, Bamboo, second hand, The Lux Fashion Lounge

Photographer: Kelly Lynae Robinson

Anonymity protects people from judgement and hurt. It also keeps others from connecting. What is the joy of being free to express oneself if one is all alone?

 

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