I had one delicious hour free last night before Mad Men (can we please discuss Sally's contagious Beatles scream and Trudy's GLORIOUS maternity wear?) and I spent every minute of it poring over the pages of September's British Vogue (which, by the way, haven't they been killing it lately with their covers?! This one has Kate Moss looking impossibly cool, as she's wont to do, in a navy peacoat, and then gorgeous colors on October's, heralding the "return of 60s glamour" - sign me up!). Anyway, tearing on through, I came across this one tiny article by Charlotte Sinclair, reviewing David Downton's new book, Masters of Fashion Illustration. It sounds ahh-mazing. In the book, Downton - himself a highly acclaimed fashion illustrator - has included the work of several artists who have influenced his development (Erté, René Bouché, and Andy Warhol among them), as well as some of his own "sinuously elegant drawings". There's something about a sketch - any sort of sketch - that inspires more in me than photographs ever seem to, and in this regard I suspect I'm not alone (I'm thinking now of Garance - fashion illustrator du jour and the one I most admire - whose fans are legion). Even now as I Google around "fashion illustration" I'm driven to distraction by some of the stuff I'm finding. Just amazing. Expect many follow up posts here! But I digress - I'll let Sinclair sum things up: "In the age of iPads and live-stream catwalk shows, fashion illustration is a dying art. Hence the joy of [Downton's book]." Joy indeed, and I can't wait to get my hands on a copy.
P.S. After all that, I had to use one of my favorite Garance drawings to illustrate this post. Citron and leopard strewn about a rather quite pretty chair upholstered in stripes - how could I resist? XO