>> The silent treatment today has been down to a number of things but for once, I've decided to shut up, shut down a little and zone out in a spot of generation-appropriate collaging. Unfortunately I missed out on seeing Proenza Schouler's S/S 12 show hence why I can't fully blah on and on like I usually do but a trip to the showroom was a second best solution. I've mainly been galvanised by my recent solid decision to take the plunge and do the cliched cross-America road trip in the summer of 2013. There. It's published on a blog. I can't go back on my word now. This trip WILL happen. The dream tripping started me on a hunt for imagery that seemed to just click perfectly into Proenza Schouler's collection, which frankly was a grower that I haven't fully appreciated until now.
This series of American motel postcards were the perfect parallel imagery to draw with Proenza Schouler's subversion of mid-century to seventies naff interiors and architecture as well as their Hawaiian derived textures and prints. Collectively, it's all enough to make me start mapping out a route on Google Maps, pinpointing existing motels that might hark back to these images (my romantic notion is that we MUST stay in motels for at least half of the trip) with the grimiest pools and patios. A touch of Proenza Schouler's vivid eelskin, raffia or embroidered florals wouldn't go amiss on this trip. One of the sturdy looking camera bags would be sickeningly picture perfect although I suspect that it's destined for a very high four figure sum, in comparison to what I hope the total of my ambitious trip will cost.
