…And diamonds: the magical disconnect
Sometimes, I will see an image and connect with it so viscerally and simultaneously inexplicably–and no matter how hard I try to explain the instantaneously forged relationship, I just can’t. Photo essays are weird in that they truly are essays, inciting thoughtful commentary and prolific meaning, by way only of photos. This reverts back to a previous point (or aphorism, rather) that I’ve agreed with re: pictures and their 1000 word-count-worth but to spare you the hearty digression, here is a conclusive period.
A perfect example of the aforementioned oddity: the accessory story that Kelly Framel from The Glamourai styled for V Magazine in light of the holiday season. Photographed above are two sample images from the 6 page shoot that juxtaposes a selection of wildly fancy and expensive tiaras (see: Van Cleef and Arpels, diamonds at large) with shiny pipe cleaners, little pom poms, Disney paraphernalia (Minnie Mouse only, of course) and glitter (see: your local 99 cent art shop).
What I’m thinking: remember last summer’s To Buy or DIY? How about that make-your-own-rave-beads kick I was on? Back then, I conjectured that I was probably trying to be tangibly creative again in what could have been a backlash to the over-industrialized nature of life in 2012. Now, I simply think there’s something raw and very endearing about the prospect of “gentrifying” pipe cleaners and pom-poms with diamonds–or effectively dumbing-down diamonds with primordial art supplies.
And everyone wins. Members from both the crafty (pom-pom laden) and swanky (gimme diamonds or gimme death) camps can appreciate the nod to what is familiar to them, hopefully also recognizing beauty in that which is not. Which leaves my hopeful, albeit rudimentary deduction at this: Even in spite of the conflicting antonym, sometimes disconnects assemble far more productively ideas, theories, and us.