Autobiographies and biographies are not my thing. Or it used to be that way. Until I read Edie Sedgwick's. I found out a lot not only about the kind of person she might have been, but also about fashion. And music. And art. And celebrity. Ever since, it may sound like a clich�, but I am interested in everything that happened at the Chelsea Hotel. And these two (Patti Smith and Robert Mapplethorpe) were there. So her memories of those times written in Just Kids must be interesting.
Even if I am not a fan of Smith, Mapplethorpe's talent and their adventures in that New York which apparently doesn't exist anymore, tips the scales in the book's favour. I hope it's worth it.
Even if I am not a fan of Smith, Mapplethorpe's talent and their adventures in that New York which apparently doesn't exist anymore, tips the scales in the book's favour. I hope it's worth it.
Las autobiograf�as y las biograf�as no son lo m�o. O sol�a ser as�. Hasta que le� la de Edie Sedgwick. Averigu� mucho no solo sobre la clase de persona que debi� ser, si no tambi�n sobre moda. Y m�sica. Y arte. Y celebridad. Desde entonces, aun a riesgo de caer en clich�s, me interesa todo lo que pasa en el Chelsea Hotel. Y estos dos (Patti Smith y Robert Mapplethorpe) estaban all�.
Admito que no soy fan de Smith, pero el talento de Mapplethorpe unido a las aventuras que ambos vivieron en ese Nueva York que no existe ya hace que la balanza se incline a su favor. Espero que merezca la pena.
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