NEW FACES / FALL ISSUE PREVIEW
by The Last Magazine / July 31st, 2010
Model: Nicolette Wall at IMG wears jacket by Acne.
Singlet and skirt by Guilty Brotherhood.
Photography by Martin Lidell
Styling by Zara Zachrisson
Makeup by Fredrik Stambro using Shu Uemura at L’Atelier NYC.
Hair by Fernando Torrent at L’Atelier NYC.
Casting by Natalie Joos.
Photographer’s assistant: Melanie Gessner.
Special thanks to Fast Ashleys and Julie Kauss at The Production.
NEW FACES / FALL ISSUE PREVIEW
by The Last Magazine / July 26th, 2010
Model: Anaïs Pouliot at Trump
Photography by Martin Lidell
Styling by Zara Zachrisson
Makeup by Fredrik Stambro using Shu Uemura at L’Atelier NYC.
Hair by Fernando Torrent at L’Atelier NYC.
Casting by Natalie Joos.
Photographer’s assistant: Melanie Gessner.
Special thanks to Fast Ashleys and Julie Kauss at The Production.
SALTIE
by Caroline Clements / July 26th, 2010
Earlier in the year I was living in an apartment above a small shopping strip in Brooklyn. On the weekends I would wander past this small white and blue shop front with a wooden garden box holding up a roller door. It was never open the hours I was going to and coming home from work, so it was only on the weekends I could see what it was all about on the other side. It seemed it was all about food. The small, discrete shop front was a humble little cafe with busy women working inside and hungry patrons treating themselves to hearty sandwiches and delicious baked goods. One day I went in and bought some shortbread. It was olive and buckwheat and a delicious collision of salty and sweet all rolled up in a biscuit. The next day I went back for lunch; a crunchy salad of kale, goat cheese and pear.
The following week, I began my endeavor to eat my way through the top ten sandwiches in New York. This little place made number four, the Scuttlebutt: a stacked sandwich of fresh greens, eggs, capers, carrot, parsley and beetroot, lathered together with aoli and slapped between fresh, house-made bread. Owned by local foodies Rebecca Collerton, Caroline Fidanza and Elizabeh Schula, Saltie is dedicated simply to fresh flavours and seasonal produce. It’s a rather small place too, there’s not much room to sit. If you do, this is lucky, ‘cos then you can rest atop a stool with a plate at the ready to catch the drips from under your chin. They also make ice cream and pastries and have a blog called The Gam. The Gam is filled with sweet little color pencil drawings of beetroots, ramps, turnips and the other garden veggies, that are pasted in between posts about how to boil an egg or what they’re doing with saffron.
It’s all rather neat, and I miss it because I don’t live there anymore.
www.saltieny.com
http://thegam.tumblr.com/
Saltie
378 Metropolitan Avenue
Brooklyn, NY
Hours:
10am-6pm
TED SOUTHERN
by Aimee Walleston / July 16th, 2010
You probably have interesting plans this summer. But frankly, unlike artist Ted Southern, they probably do not include constructing a functional spacesuit. Southern (an artist-in-residence at Eyebeam in New York) is currently partnering with Moscow-based spacesuit engineer Nikolay Moiseev on a project called Full Frontal Design, and the team is designing spacesuits together. Tonight at Eyebeam, the pair will unveil their newest spacesuit, the “Frontier Prime.” The event will include arm and leg burst tests, limb torque demonstrations, and an interactive vacuum chamber glove box. Here, we speak to Southern about his latest endeavor.
TS: I am not formally trained as a scientist, though certainly I have learned a lot about the physics of pressure, spacesuit history, and anatomy along the way. Autodidactic is a good word for my spacesuit knowledge.
Certainly I owe a lot to Nikolay’s experience at Zvezda [Russia’s contribution to the International Space Station]. His influence keeps me honest.
AW: I think most people regard the building of technology as a science-based initiative. How do feel being an artist relates to that?
TS: I have always felt the two fields (art and science) share a lot, and I find my process as a scientist/engineer is not different from that as of sculptor. As an artist, I have always experimented with different materials, designed things to operate and function, and often tried to build for the human body. Science is a process, a method of thinking, and often artists are required to think scientifically. I think real innovation is often hampered by strict methodology.
AW: Your girlfriend, Flora Gill, designs the women’s collection Ohne Titel with her partner Alexa Adams. Do you two ever match wits?
TS: Flora and I have mutually beneficial interests. We have helped each other think through ideas, source materials and perfect techniques. Thankfully our work is different enough not to compete.
AW: Does the costuming and propping in space movies ever inspire you to create workable models? They had cool gold space suits in Danny Boyle’s Sunshine.
TS: Certainly spacesuit costuming is interesting, I am a fan of Dune‘s
suits, and the Sunshine suits were cool. Unfortunately movie spacesuits never seem realistic to me. I always find where something wouldn’t work or isn’t accurate.
AW: Would you ever want to travel in space?
TS: Yes! I am sometimes scared of rough air at 40,000 feet. But I would definitely go to 400,000 feet.
EYEBEAM
540 W. 21st Street, (between 10th and 11th Avenues)
SURF THE WEBSTER
by Jonathan Shia / July 15th, 2010
Founding Partners Frederic Dechnik & Laure Heriard Dubreuil
The city of Miami has many faces: Art Basel outpost, Havana-in-exile, the endless stretch of tanned and toned bodies that is South Beach. Now The Webster introduces a new identity: surf mecca. Starting today, the luxury boutique on Collins–best known for its selection of Margiela, Viktor & Rolf, and Balenciaga–transforms its ground floor into “Surf the Webster,” a pop-up shop selling boards, suits, books, and other surf-inspired paraphernalia in an attempt to bring a slice of California to the Atlantic. Ten percent of all proceeds are earmarked for the Surfrider Foundation, an international organization dedicated to stewardship of the planet’s oceans that is a partner in “Surf the Webster.” In this self-proclaimed one-stop shop, boards from Baron Wells and swimwear by Tori Praver sit among prints by pro-surfer–turned–photographer Daniel Fuller. Running through the end of August, the space, decorated with vintage boards and photographs of international surfers, aims to pry Miamians off of their rollerblades on onto the fiberglass. To that end, the Webster is hosting a series of lectures and panels on the sport and its heritage, offering neophytes the chance to catch up on their history. Actual surfing on Miami’s notoriously petite waves, however, is for true believers only.
“Surf the Webster” at the Webster, 1220 Collins Avenue, Miami Beach, through August 31
LUSH LIFE
by Aimee Walleston / July 8th, 2010
Tonight, my two best friends art and literature unite New York-style at the opening of Lush Life, an exhibition curated by Franklin Evans and Omar Lopez-Chahoud taking place at nine separate gallery locations on the Lower East Side. Featuring some of our favorite younger galleries, as well as artist Scott Hug (featured in The Last Magazine #4), the sprawling assemblage reinterpret’s Richard Price’s 2008 murder mystery novel Lush Life; each gallery’s exhibition focuses on a different chapter of his novel. Applying a unique conceptual conceit to traditional group show curation, the show’s curators chose nine artists, who each in turn chose an additional artist to build up the exhibition. While my favorite literary homage to New York City is probably Joan Didion’s Goodbye to All That, wherein the author departs after getting her fill of heartless New York (but you did come back to us, didn’t you Joanie?), Lush Life represents New York at its more obviously steamy, seedy and degenerate–quite perfect for the weather we’re having.
SUNGLASSES
by Zara Zachrisson & Michael Vendola / July 8th, 2010
FRATERNAL ORDER OF EAGLES
by Emily Griffith / June 30th, 2010
The FOE is the home base for the Dallas’ chapter of the Fraternal Order of Eagles, a nationwide non-profit that happens to have the distinction of being known as the most party-friendly of all of America’s traditional charitable organizations (John F. Kennedy was a member, if that tells you anything). So it’s no surprise that during the summer, the Dallas chapter’s home base—reportedly a former country club called the Hollow Tree— opens its doors to non-members to use its outdoor pool and clubhouse. What is rather shocking is the cinematic, otherworldly atmosphere that one glides into at the FOE, which has all the drama, aesthetically at least, of Dynasty and Dallas combined. Mixing a David Lynchian, 1950s, white-gloves-please feeling with one of the best dive bars I’ve ever been to, the place is like the idea of America found in old movies like A Place in the Sun—were Texans, now known predominantly for nails/hair/nails/hair, ever this chic? Getting to the FOE is somewhat daunting and as you drive down a road strewn with abandoned houses into a dirt parking lot that faces a building, Greeted with a not-so-impressive façade, you are certain you’re in the wrong place. However, once you get past the friendly blonde in denim cutoffs at the counter who collects your entrance fee, all doubt quickly disappears into a pool filled with bikers, local shop owners, young families, empty nesters and Eagles. Here, you sit in the sun and watch the kids in the pool as they chase after the watermelon they never can seem to catch. Or, you spend the afternoon lying in the sun, sipping a machine-made frozen margaritas from a Solo cup and speculating about the intriguing lives of these Texas locals. All while listening to the sounds of ‘50s crooners over the loudspeaker. Yes, the loudspeaker.
Fraternal Order of Eagles, Dallas Aerie 3108, 8500 Arturo Drive, Dallas, Texas 75228
