There’s a star man waiting in the museum—I went to meet him, and he simply blew my mind. 2016 was a horrible year for celebrity deaths—constantly, sometimes on the daily, I beg David Bowie to take me to be part of the new universe he’s obviously crafting, since he took with him a generation of creative generators. David Bowie Is, at the Brooklyn Museum, was the most intimate interaction you could have with the late singer, outside of knowing him personally. The exhibit is hallowed halls of humble beginnings, with diary entries, lyrics, and Alexander McQueen original designs.
The exhibit is a steep 16 dollars if you still pretend you’re a student like I do. Now before you say something about how I graduated in 2017, I’d like to say that paid my dues, now give me free stuff to cope with student debt.
Besides that, as an artist, sharing that space and time with the ghost of starmen past was revelatory. It had pages from David’s diary, his lyrics, and his costumes. What made this so memorable, besides the wait in line, where you ask the universe to give you David Bowie in kabuki makeup singing China Girl for your troubles, was the fact that this exhibition is queued up with a headset that triggers music and David himself speaking about his work, depending on what work you were standing in front of. This is what made it so sublimely intimate and special.
I bought the coffee table book just so I could continue learning from our Ziggy Stardust on generating performance. An amalgation of east meets west, he blew us away with costume and character, changing his masks like the kabuki warrior he was.
Robe by Kansai Yamamoto for Aladdin Sane Tour. Kanji reads “he who speaks with fire.”
It’s also important to acknowledge David Bowie was not always Ziggy, and that his start came from songwriting, and through mentorship and metamorphosis, he became the theatrical icon, our space alien messiah.
He even painted as means of centering himself. I had no idea.
A page with David’s original lyrics for composition, he’d oftentimes rearrange random words to find inspiration, later developing a software program to aid in this.
I’ll leave you with my outfit from that day, and some pages from my new book. I can’t wait to go back. I’m also going to pray that someday I can play a young David in a biopic. If Michelle Williams got to be Marilyn, surely I can be Major Tom.
This was easily the best thing I did during my family’s visit. Find out more details on the Brooklyn Museum site via this link. It’ll be here through the month of July.
I’ll be making a return to the exhibit soon myself, so if you’re in my neck of the boroughs, hit me up. I will gladly pay the entrance fee again and again.
Just go see it.
Top: Erdem x H&M
Jacket, Bag, Shoes: Coach 1941
Sunglasses: Prada (via Century 21. Never underestimate the power of thriftiness)
Jeans: Levi’s Made and Crafted
Outfit notes: find a color story and stick to it for an effortless classic look. I pulled the army green from the shirt and brought it to my outerwear and shoes. Speaking of shoes, your bag does not have to match the shoes—that is an old fashion perception, sort of like wearing white after Labor Day (which yes, you can do whatever you want, this is 2018). Let the accessories speak about you as a person. I wear the same 2 bracelets, ring, and watch with every outfit.