Jean Touitou on the A.P.C/ Carhartt collaboration

Carhartt is in many ways the epitomy of the endless golden west, so brilliantly portrayed by Woody Guthrie, and which has been with us for so long. Wandering towards glory, a journey which is to take you away forever, and lonely teardrops will be shed along the path.

Pioneer spirit, gold digger... to tell you the truth, I have never thought much of these myths, and I find them somewhat nauseating. Nevertheless, its uniform has always meant hitting home base for A.P.C.. I have always tried to emulate this viewpoint that, when convenience is really to the point, the outcome is genuinely beautiful.

Therefore, a collaboration between Carhartt and A.P.C. was clearly the thing to do.

Work clothes are pretty good at leading a life of their own: they’ll ramble on, talking to themselves in your wardrobe, and will always be there for you. It is also true that they speak louder once worn, dirtied, soiled, washed and dried in the open air.

This is just what we suggest you should do...

Jean Touitou

Fanny Hoetzeneder/ "Chloe & Camille"

It's been a long time in the making, but over the holidays, I finally got my Fanny Hoetzeneder "Chloe & Camille" print framed by Frame, Set & Match in Notting Hill. They did a great job, as usual and after a shuffle around various prints, "Chloe & Camille" is settled on a living room wall, adjacent to one of our prized Elinor Carucci prints and above my daughter's 1950's antique yellow and red French school desk. There's a connection here, since Hoetzeneder is from a small town near Lyon.

It's just a stunning photograph and like my wife said, Ever since we hung it, it's like it's always been in our home. I like that it blew up troublesome and ended up raw and grainy: originating as it did from a digital camera. Here's the image as Hoetzeneder shows it online:

Even though Hoetzeneder's studying Film now at LCC in London and less focused on photography, I hope she makes more series of her intimate circle.

Another Earth

This is the best film I've seen in ages. And ages. And ages. Reminded me of Three Colours Blue/ Red crossed with Aronofsky's Pi, various Tarkovsky films. Beyond that, it's entirely in its own ball park. It's really stayed with me and I can't wait for the DVD to come out in the U.K nor can I wait to see the other Marling film, The Sound of My Voice, about a cult.