James Taylor-Foster
Selected writing 2015 – 2022
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James Taylor-Foster
editor & writer of essays & reviews,
architectural designer,
maker of exhibitions
Selected writing 2015 – 2022
  • A Diary of Virgil Abloh’s First Louis Vuitton Show

Through my (architect-trained) lens, a T-shirt is indistinguishable from a room. In many ways a T-shirt is a room, just tighter around your torso. This reasoning works in reverse, too — a room is simply a scaled-up T-shirt. (Still with me?) I’m not a discerning fashion critic, nor am I particularly cultured when it comes to making cross-collection comparisons between the world’s major fashion houses. I have a prosaic approach to the whole situation. So, having established my position and submitted the essential caveat, here’s an on-site reading of Virgil Abloh’s first menswear collection for Louis Vuitton.

Biography

Born in 1980, Virgil Abloh was raised in Rockford, Illinois. He earned a civil engineering degree from the University of Wisconsin in 2002 and an MA in architecture from the Illinois Institute of Technology in 2006. Abloh served as creative director for Kanye West until launching his first label, Pyrex Vision, in 2012. The year after, he established Off—White. Virgil Abloh joined Louis Vuitton as Men’s Artistic Director in March 2018.

— from “The vocabulary according to Virgil Abloh” (June 21, 2018)

Fig 1. Virgil Abloh’s rainbow runway at the Palais-Royal, Paris

14.33, Place Colette

Hordes of people, most of whom are wearing Vuitton of different varieties, are mingling in Place Colette. I’m wearing a white T-shirt. Some are being interviewed by Instagram influencers, also wearing Vuitton. “What are you expecting?” “What did you make of the Off-White (Virgil’s other brand) show?” “What does this moment signify for fashion?” Vibe: friendly anticipation. People: posing. Photographers: everywhere. A suited mob of security guards screen the red carpet, making room for a looming convoy of black Mercedes. Hundreds of people are pressed against the fence—iPhones poised—to receive the haut monde.

Fig 2. Aftermath 1

14.46, Place Colette/Cour d’Honneur, Palais-Royal

The gates open and guests, brandishing their signature bright-orange “1” invitations, an on-trend accessory in itself, scramble toward the mob with brisk élégance. Bustling with them I realize that most faces are apparently known to the hosts. My ID is sceptically studied by a gentleman boasting a gold “LV” lapel pin. The entire domaine national du Palais Royal—a sequence of self-contained cloisters and courtyards, home to France’s Ministry of Culture and site of one of Paris’ most idyllic urban gardens—has been quarantined for the show. Entrance is through Daniel Buren’s field of starkly two-toned columns (Les Deux Plateaux, 1986).

Fig 3. Aftermath 2

14.55, Section blanche, Jardin du Palais-Royal

“PRISMATIC!” The runway—an RGB rainbow of off-white, red, yellow, green, blue, violet, and every shade in between—stretches a full 200 meters, the entire length of the gardens. Banked by a wall of trees and a slender procession of lights, this is Virgil’s 3% take on the concept of a catwalk — tweaked-traditional, traditionally tweaked. The bench(es) to each side are trimmed by a chain of paper folders and transparent cylinders holding bespoke Louis Vuitton colored T-shirts, a gift from Virgil to the guests. (Their colors correspond to the those of the catwalk.) It seems like a seating free-for-all, but it’s far from it: each and every member of fashion industry’s glitterati—it feels as though they’re all here—has their specific ranked position in the choreography/scenography. Everybody else—the majority of whom are fashion students that Virgil has personally invited—are apparently relegated to standing, but they receive a T-shirt, too. In other words, every one of the 3,000 in attendance is a vital element of the larger mise-en-scène. Virgil’s message is clear; it’s a subversive nod to how things are usually done. “It’ll be very evident whether you have the shirt or not,” he said to me a couple of weeks back. “You’ll definitely know your place in the overall matrix between the old guard and the new guard.”

Fig 4. Aftermath 3

15.18, Section vert, Jardin du Palais-Royal

Everyone’s now found their position in the matrix. Air: anticipatory. Sun: out. Lights: on. (I’m in the Green Section, about 100 meters along and near to BADBADNOTGOOD’s podium.) Delayed start due to a semi-unplanned on-the-catwalk photo call as a result of a total celebrity wash. (Rihanna, Rita Ora, Travis Scott, Kylie Jenner, Miguel, Victor Cruz, Bella Hadid, Naomi Campbell, Takashi Murakami, Kim K-W and, of course, Kanye—Virgil’s mentor and friend—are all here in support.) The live music begins to blast — a typically eclectic mix of post-bop instrumentals and Kanye himself, devised in part by Benji B who Virgil recently appointed as Louis Vuitton’s director of music — and the collection is revealed to the crowd. The likes of Kid Cudi, Playboi Carti, Steve Lacy, Theophilus London, Dev Hynes, A$AP Nast, Octavian, Lucien Smith, Blondey McCoy, and Lucien Clarke are all modeling. (They’re far less steely-eyed than the pros.) “We Are The World”, part of the papers given to every attendee, details each model’s place of birth alongside those of their mother and father. In short, it’s spectacularly diverse.

Fig 5. Aftermath 4

15.31, Section vert, Jardin du Palais-Royal

BADBADNOTGOOD hit the electric organ with a soul-stirring throb as Virgil’s collection parades back along the runway. Arranged in their color constellations, every spectrum of the rainbow is in the procession — I realize that, like a Bavarian baroque church, all color and sound and symbolism, we are bearing witness to a 10-minute gesamtkunstwerk. People near to me appear delightfully perplexed. Kanye’s crying. Virgil’s crying. What’s happening? “History in the making!,” someone shouts. (Do guests often stand and shout at ready-to-wear runway shows?) What is happening? A fundamental insurrection of tradition, respectfully executed. A harnessing of the dissonance between an object of design and the interpretation of that object of design. History in the making.

I’m looking at one of the other papers in the folder—“The vocabulary according to Virgil Abloh”—in which, under “D”, reads:

Dorothy

A farm girl from the Midwest transported to Oz, a fairytale land where she experiences things beyond the reach of her imagination. As an outsider, she soon discovers she was taken to Oz for a reason.

Fig 6. Aftermath 5
iPhone documentation of Virgil Abloh’s scenography for the Louis Vuitton Menswear Spring Summer 2019 Collection runway taken by James Taylor-Foster during the immediate aftermath of the event on June 21, 2018.
Read at source.
First published in PIN-UP. © James Taylor-Foster (2019).

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James Taylor-Foster
editor & writer of essays & reviews,
architectural designer,
maker of exhibitions
  • CuratorialI.
  • ProjectsII.
  • PublicationsIII.
  • SpeakingIV.
  • WritingV.
I.Curatorial
  • ✶ WEIRD SENSATION FEELS GOOD, London2022
  • ✶ Mira Bergh × Josefin Zachrisson: Utomhusverket2022
  • ✶ The Limits of Our World: LARP and Design2022
  • ✶ Solicited: Proposals2021
  • ✶ Studio Ossidiana: Utomhusverket2021
  • WEIRD SENSATION FEELS GOOD, Stockholm2020
  • Architecture Projects: Skeppsbron + Brunnsparken2019
  • Cruising Pavilion: Architecture, Gay Sex, Cruising Culture2019
  • The Craft of Swedish Videogame Design2019
  • Petra Gipp and Mikael Olsson; Sigurd Lewerentz – Freestanding2018
  • Space Popular: Value in the Virtual2018
  • You Are Not Alone2017
  • In Therapy2016
  • Keeping Up Appearances2015
II.Projects
  • ASMR, An Exhibition Trailer2022
  • Watch & Chill 2.0: Streaming Senses2022
  • ASMRology2021
  • Plug-in Poesi2020
  • ✶ Interdependence: Stockholm and pandemia2020
  • Future Architecture Rooms2020
  • SOFT GOSSIP2020
  • Mukbang Veneziano2020
  • Körper2019
  • Architecture on Display2018
  • Boxen at ArkDes2018
  • The Stones of Venice: A Kimono2017
  • Misunderstandings (A Reliquary)2016
III.Publications
  • ✶ softspot2021
  • Living on Water2017
  • Elemental Living2016
  • People, Place, Purpose2015
IV.Speaking
  • ✶ Scaffold #612022
  • Salons, The New Architecture School2022
  • ✶ Protagonist of the Erotic: A Bed2022
  • OAT Academy, Curating Architecture2022
  • ✶ Protagonist of the Erotic: An Island2021
  • A Future for Exhibitions2021
  • Future Architecture CEx2020 Focus Talks2020
  • Modevisningar är den flyktigaste formen av arkitektur2018
  • Exhibition Models2017
V.Writing
  • Studio Ossidiana on the Sentimental Scale of the City2022
  • Wang & Söderström: Royal Chambers2022
  • A Strange Sort of Weight2021
  • What’s Mine Is Theirs: an interview with Max Lamb2020
  • ✶ Screen Glow Sedation2020
  • No Time to Stand and Stare2020
  • On Norra Tornen2020
  • ✶ Don’t Fear a Snowflake2020
  • In Riga, A Conference On Architecture and Migration2019
  • On Practical Futurology2019
  • Foreword: On the Manifesto2019
  • Making Believe with Charlap Hyman & Herrero2019
  • ✶ To Speak As If In Capital Letters2019
  • Baltoscandia: A Complex Utopia2018
  • ✶ Virgil Abloh, Editor in Brief2018
  • A Weak Monument2018
  • Sigurd Lewerentz: Villa Edstrand2018
  • On the Cruising Pavilion2018
  • A Diary of Virgil Abloh’s First Louis Vuitton Show2018
  • ✶ The Boat is Leaking. The Captain Lied.2018
  • Concrete Mountain2017
  • ✶ On Liquid Modernity2017
  • ✶ #003399, #FFCC00; The Meaning of a Flag2017
  • Pillars of Society: “Jantelagen”2017
  • Exhibiting the Postmodern2017
  • Future Architecture and the Idea of Europe2017
  • Domains of Influence2017
  • Ingress: Black Rock City2017
  • In Dialogue With Gravity2017
  • Rem, Redacted2016
  • Media States, Or The State of Media2016
  • A Piece of England to Call One’s Own2016
  • Upon This Rock (I Will Build My Church)2016
  • The Design of the Species2016
  • Venice Isn’t Sinking, It’s Flooding2016
James Taylor-Foster
editor & writer of essays & reviews,
architectural designer,
maker of exhibitions
Selected writing 2015 – 2022
Writing
  • A Diary of Virgil Abloh’s First Louis Vuitton Show 2018
  • for PIN-UP at Louis Vuitton's Men's SS19 Runway
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Through my (architect-trained) lens, a T-shirt is indistinguishable from a room. In many ways a T-shirt is a room, just tighter around your torso. This reasoning works in reverse, too — a room is simply a scaled-up T-shirt. (Still with me?) I’m not a discerning fashion critic, nor am I particularly cultured when it comes to making cross-collection comparisons between the world’s major fashion houses. I have a prosaic approach to the whole situation. So, having established my position and submitted the essential caveat, here’s an on-site reading of Virgil Abloh’s first menswear collection for Louis Vuitton.

Biography

Born in 1980, Virgil Abloh was raised in Rockford, Illinois. He earned a civil engineering degree from the University of Wisconsin in 2002 and an MA in architecture from the Illinois Institute of Technology in 2006. Abloh served as creative director for Kanye West until launching his first label, Pyrex Vision, in 2012. The year after, he established Off—White. Virgil Abloh joined Louis Vuitton as Men’s Artistic Director in March 2018.

— from “The vocabulary according to Virgil Abloh” (June 21, 2018)

Fig 1. Virgil Abloh’s rainbow runway at the Palais-Royal, Paris

14.33, Place Colette

Hordes of people, most of whom are wearing Vuitton of different varieties, are mingling in Place Colette. I’m wearing a white T-shirt. Some are being interviewed by Instagram influencers, also wearing Vuitton. “What are you expecting?” “What did you make of the Off-White (Virgil’s other brand) show?” “What does this moment signify for fashion?” Vibe: friendly anticipation. People: posing. Photographers: everywhere. A suited mob of security guards screen the red carpet, making room for a looming convoy of black Mercedes. Hundreds of people are pressed against the fence—iPhones poised—to receive the haut monde.

Fig 2. Aftermath 1

14.46, Place Colette/Cour d’Honneur, Palais-Royal

The gates open and guests, brandishing their signature bright-orange “1” invitations, an on-trend accessory in itself, scramble toward the mob with brisk élégance. Bustling with them I realize that most faces are apparently known to the hosts. My ID is sceptically studied by a gentleman boasting a gold “LV” lapel pin. The entire domaine national du Palais Royal—a sequence of self-contained cloisters and courtyards, home to France’s Ministry of Culture and site of one of Paris’ most idyllic urban gardens—has been quarantined for the show. Entrance is through Daniel Buren’s field of starkly two-toned columns (Les Deux Plateaux, 1986).

Fig 3. Aftermath 2

14.55, Section blanche, Jardin du Palais-Royal

“PRISMATIC!” The runway—an RGB rainbow of off-white, red, yellow, green, blue, violet, and every shade in between—stretches a full 200 meters, the entire length of the gardens. Banked by a wall of trees and a slender procession of lights, this is Virgil’s 3% take on the concept of a catwalk — tweaked-traditional, traditionally tweaked. The bench(es) to each side are trimmed by a chain of paper folders and transparent cylinders holding bespoke Louis Vuitton colored T-shirts, a gift from Virgil to the guests. (Their colors correspond to the those of the catwalk.) It seems like a seating free-for-all, but it’s far from it: each and every member of fashion industry’s glitterati—it feels as though they’re all here—has their specific ranked position in the choreography/scenography. Everybody else—the majority of whom are fashion students that Virgil has personally invited—are apparently relegated to standing, but they receive a T-shirt, too. In other words, every one of the 3,000 in attendance is a vital element of the larger mise-en-scène. Virgil’s message is clear; it’s a subversive nod to how things are usually done. “It’ll be very evident whether you have the shirt or not,” he said to me a couple of weeks back. “You’ll definitely know your place in the overall matrix between the old guard and the new guard.”

Fig 4. Aftermath 3

15.18, Section vert, Jardin du Palais-Royal

Everyone’s now found their position in the matrix. Air: anticipatory. Sun: out. Lights: on. (I’m in the Green Section, about 100 meters along and near to BADBADNOTGOOD’s podium.) Delayed start due to a semi-unplanned on-the-catwalk photo call as a result of a total celebrity wash. (Rihanna, Rita Ora, Travis Scott, Kylie Jenner, Miguel, Victor Cruz, Bella Hadid, Naomi Campbell, Takashi Murakami, Kim K-W and, of course, Kanye—Virgil’s mentor and friend—are all here in support.) The live music begins to blast — a typically eclectic mix of post-bop instrumentals and Kanye himself, devised in part by Benji B who Virgil recently appointed as Louis Vuitton’s director of music — and the collection is revealed to the crowd. The likes of Kid Cudi, Playboi Carti, Steve Lacy, Theophilus London, Dev Hynes, A$AP Nast, Octavian, Lucien Smith, Blondey McCoy, and Lucien Clarke are all modeling. (They’re far less steely-eyed than the pros.) “We Are The World”, part of the papers given to every attendee, details each model’s place of birth alongside those of their mother and father. In short, it’s spectacularly diverse.

Fig 5. Aftermath 4

15.31, Section vert, Jardin du Palais-Royal

BADBADNOTGOOD hit the electric organ with a soul-stirring throb as Virgil’s collection parades back along the runway. Arranged in their color constellations, every spectrum of the rainbow is in the procession — I realize that, like a Bavarian baroque church, all color and sound and symbolism, we are bearing witness to a 10-minute gesamtkunstwerk. People near to me appear delightfully perplexed. Kanye’s crying. Virgil’s crying. What’s happening? “History in the making!,” someone shouts. (Do guests often stand and shout at ready-to-wear runway shows?) What is happening? A fundamental insurrection of tradition, respectfully executed. A harnessing of the dissonance between an object of design and the interpretation of that object of design. History in the making.

I’m looking at one of the other papers in the folder—“The vocabulary according to Virgil Abloh”—in which, under “D”, reads:

Dorothy

A farm girl from the Midwest transported to Oz, a fairytale land where she experiences things beyond the reach of her imagination. As an outsider, she soon discovers she was taken to Oz for a reason.

Fig 6. Aftermath 5
iPhone documentation of Virgil Abloh’s scenography for the Louis Vuitton Menswear Spring Summer 2019 Collection runway taken by James Taylor-Foster during the immediate aftermath of the event on June 21, 2018.
Read at source.
First published in PIN-UP. © James Taylor-Foster (2019).
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