A Crowned Prince of Modern Dance Royalty

It is the midst of autumn and the crisp breeze of the impending Minnesota winter chills the air. Just outside of St. Cloud, Minnesota, in an even smaller city called Waite Park sits Rainbow Quarry, a dug out, oblong section of granite that falls 150 feet below the earth surface.

Although artistic in its natural form, Rainbow Quarry is certainly not the most common space for performance art. However, for modern dance mogul Merce Cunningham, it was the ideal destination for the 2008 re-staging of his piece, Ocean, a work featuring 14 dancers and 150 musicians, orbiting the stage as the audience observes seated in a circle around them.

Among the 14 dancers was Rashaun Mitchell. “It was all lit up and was just the most unbelievable, most beautiful thing ever” he said. “It was really cold. You could see your breath on stage as you were dancing, so it was a little dangerous…but it was worth it.”

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Photo by Anna Finke

This performance of Ocean, is just one of the many risks artist Rashaun Mitchell,36, has taken in his still thriving career. He is a connoisseur of creation, and cannot be singularly placed into a box labeled with a specific art form, as his many crafts and facets of interest, intermingle and are displayed through “messy magic” in the form of movement.

He has been consumed by a passion for movement. Even in simple gestures, like walking down the street or sipping from a mug of herbal tea, you can see the eloquence in his mobility, the willingness in his effortless grace.

For most dancers, the studio is a safety net and a sanctuary, a laboratory for invention. For Mitchell, it is a place that is calling to him now more than ever before as he refocuses his talents on teaching and choreography and speaks about his choice to gravitate from stage to studio.

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Mitchell demonstrating for his class at Tisch

After leaving the Cunningham Company in 2011, he currently teaches at New York University’s Tisch School of the Arts and is also a working choreographer. He has performed on stages throughout the world, including the Palais Garnier in Paris, and as his boss, Sean Curran, Chair of the dance department at NYU, puts it is; “a crowned prince of modern dance royalty.”

Mitchell has spent countless hours both on the stage and in the studio and his attention to detail has allowed him to cultivate a vast vocabulary for movement and an intuition for creation. “ I think my interest in dance is not so much in seeing exactitude or perfection but in seeing something that I don’t understand, something more ambiguous,” he explains. By knowing all the rules, he allows himself the freedom to break them, and the results are exquisite.

A descendant from Cunningham, who was a descendant of Martha Graham, the mother of modern dance, Mitchell is expertly versed in his technique and also tenacious and innovative in his invention. In attendance at his latest Dancespace piece was Curran who described Mitchell’s evening length work as “idea driven,” “high concept,” and “a real mind at work.”

“It was work that was hard to penetrate, but work that made you lean forward. Hard to figure out, but wonderfully so,” Curran explains. At one point in the piece the dancers navigated the stage in a wide set, second position gallop, the “Rashaun Gallop,” as Curran has coined it. Mitchell has cultivated his own form of movement invention, and through it has developed a unique artistic voice. “I left the theater and I looked around as I  was walking home, and there was nobody looking and I tried to do it [the Rashaun Gallop] down the street,” Curran laughed. “It’s like when you leave the theatre humming the tune, Rashaun made me do his dance.”


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As an artist constantly discovering, Mitchell turns to improvisation to unearth new material. “I try and locate something I haven’t discovered yet,” he said. “I think when you’re performing you’re fully in that moment and not thinking about what is going to come, or what has come before and you’re just in that place where things are growing and changing,” he explains.

In his teaching, Mitchell leads by example. “He is an extremely humble human being who is willing to give himself and his practices,” said Alexandra Wood, third year B.F.A. at Tisch. It is not singularly due to his stardom that Mitchell demands respect in the classroom. You can tell through careful observation that although there is a strong admiration for Mitchell and his legacy there is also a mutual respect and transfer of energy between him and his students. “Everything inspires me. My students are inspiring to me,” he said. “I don’t always remember that, until I’m in the moment, and then I’m there and they’re giving me something and there is an exchange and energy between us.”

Along with teaching modern technique in the dance department at NYU he has also been granted the license to re-stage Cunningham works, which he recently did with the students in NYU’s Second Avenue Dance Company (SADC). “ His subtle ecstasy for his craft is contagious,” Wood explains. “ I have written everything down in my journal that he has ever said to me.”

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Photo by Stacey Mark

Dance is very much a social ritual, a way of communicating with others, but it is also a way to understand yourself. “The ritual of the everyday,” as Mitchell describes it, allows you to return to your practice and check in with yourself, a necessity for any artist, or person working on the daily grind.

Mitchell’s ability to simultaneously reflect and refocus allows him an advantage in the studio. His experience with Cunningham was overwhelmed by the intricacies of Cunningham’s work, but also rewarded him with a foundation of endurance, and a curiosity to understand complexity. “I admire his ability to roll with the punches, and to work on projects with the upmost flexibility shaping the outcome. He’s very resourceful,” said Silas Riener, Mitchell’s partner, fellow dancer, and collaborator in an e-mail interview.

As a teacher and choreographer, Mitchell now focuses on transferring his ideas on to other artists bodies. Although he does still get urged into performing, he is primarily working on creating. “I’m at a point now where I don’t dance for anyone else. I do my own work, and I can do the things that I feel comfortable doing for my body,” he said.

As he speaks, there are moments when his whole body expresses the words, as if the eloquent sentences he is relaying are merely an extension of the answers inside him. He speaks with his hands and his arms, trying to make the feelings he describes almost tangible. You can see the glimmer in his eye as he describes one of his most memorable choreographic experiences, something difficult to find in a person who has already successfully completed all of the goals he has set for himself thus far.


Mitchell with his class at Tisch

He describes his first choreographing experience where him and his dancers were in a glass walled studio in the middle of the woods. “I had never worked with everyone together, so I wanted to foster a bonding experience,” he said. They went for a walk in the woods and the conditions were that each person had to lead at least once and that the walk must be completed in complete silence. “Of course we got lost,” he said. Once they found their way back to the studio the energy was electric. “ There were just tears,” he said. “It brought up all these feelings for people about loss of control and about being lost and made everyone really raw, and then I was like, “ok, let’s dance.””

Mitchell is a natural born leader and creator. From performing inside Rainbow Quarry to facilitating the means needed for vulnerable collaboration, he is a risk taker. In his skill and technique he certainly is “modern dance royalty,” however in his choreographic endeavors he has also become a master of movement. With his constantly evolving and authentic voice, he is sure to defy boundaries, blur the lines, and set new standards for the dance world. He truly is “a mind at work.”

The Table of Silence Project: Remembering 9/11

There is beauty in tragedy, and devastating events can inspire works of art. Any form of art has the power to bring people together, whether in conversation or conflict. However, more times than not it serves as a healing mechanism and a common language that people share and understand together.

I attended The Table of Silence Project 9/11 held around the Revson Fountain in Josie Robertson Plaza at Lincoln Center on Thursday, September 11th, 2014. The performance, featuring over 100 dancers from various schools and companies, three vocalists, two percussionists, and three flutists, was brought into production by Buglisi Dance Theatre in partnership with Dance/NYC, The September Concert, and Rossella Vasta. The show began at 8:15 a.m. and concluded with a moment of silence at 8:46, the time when the first plane hit the North Tower, followed by a procession outwards as the dancers exited the plaza. Spectators viewed this performance circled around the fountain, as well as from the balcony above, for those who work at Lincoln Center and had access from the inside. The performance began with the dancers, dressed in white leggings, creme and white blouson tops, bare feet, and streaks of white paint on their faces, circled around the fountain, then progressed with them moving sporadically outwards and down the steps at Lincoln Center, until finally, they regrouped into concentric circles around the fountain. While NYPD officers stand at the bottom of the stairs, Lincoln Center security guards are stationed at the pillars around Lincoln Center, as well as at key points between the dancers and the spectators, manning pathways for the dancers to pass through. In many ways, both in character and in mission they are apart of the performance. In character they seem to play a role in helping the crowd remember the many officers who worked and lost their lives on 9/11, while in mission they serve as vital parts of the performance, making sure it runs smoothly, efficiently, and uninhibited by spectators. After the first circle begins to disperse the dancers glide onto the stairs freely, spontaneously pausing in five distinct positions; In one they stand perfectly erect with their arms crossed over their chest and their palms toughing each shoulder. In the next the same erect position is held except this time their gaze is directed upwards and their arms are lifted up in a V formation. In the third the dancers are in a lunge with one hand pressed out and behind them, and the other covering one of their eyes, their bodies twisted towards their outstretched arm. In another the dancers hold their hands clasped in front of them, in a praying position, and in the last, the dancers lowers down to the ground as if having fallen, their heads towards the floor, knees bent, and arms in a lowered push up stance as if having broken their fall. These five positions are repeated numerous times and in a different order by each dancer as he or she makes their way to the steps. At 8:46, during the moment of silence, the three vocalists each sing a resonating note creating a harmony that vibrates through the crowd and onto the streets. Each dances nobles leaves the grounds and descends down the stairs at the side of Lincoln Center. The crowd doesn’t waver until the last dancer has exited.


When asked where he was on 9/11/01 and what this tribute means to him: “I was in third grade, and I didn’t really know what was going on, but I remember she was my favourite teacher in the world and she just cried her eyes out. I was a dancer in it for two years, and this was my first time getting to actually see it. I think it’s a really beautiful statement of what art and dance can do to bring people together. I mean I cried. People probably have work at 9 a.m., I mean like people probably have work in 10 minutes, yet they are standing here watching this ritual to the very end.” – Corey Snide, 20, spectator, former dancer.

When asked where she was on 9/11/01 and what brought her here: “Umm…I came here because um my friends father is dancing in it, and um, I was 11, I was in the city, I was 11 when it happened, and I was at school, and my dad came and picked me up, and I didn’t know what happened till he came. And then we got back to Queens somehow, I don’t remember, um, we got here late, so I didn’t get to see the beginning of it, but…. um… just now watching someone react to it, was very intense, cause I realize this is uh, like a visual for people who are still grieving, people they lost over a decade ago but that never goes away.” – Ali, 24, spectator.

When asked what it meant to be apart of this performance: “Whatever else happens, this is the most important thing I will do today. It has been such a privilege to be out here with my fellow New Yorkers and to give us all an opportunity to remember, to feel, to come together, to take a moment of silence with ourselves, with each other, and with the world.” – Helga Davis, performer.


As I walk up the steps to the crowd at Lincoln Center I look at the busy street behind me and notice that on this one day, occupied commuters take a minute and pause, look up, and notice the memorial being performed. It is almost as if New Yorkers awarenesses are heightened on this day. I am curious to know if it out of fear and self protection, or out of respect and thoughtful remembrance. The silence resonates through the crowd. It is so hauntingly quiet that even the usual chaos of the city is tuned out by the reverberating sound waves echoing from the vocalists. The interrupting sound of a dogs single bark is sharp and piercing. Some commuters seem to divert their daily path as they pass by Lincoln Center, questioning at first if this is a worthwhile interruption on their journey, many of them deciding it is. A woman dressed in all black removes her sunglasses and dabs her mascara. She stands a minute more then slowly walks away from the performance. In some cases this performance seems to have become less about remembrance and more about a spectacle in a way. Spectators almost miss the beauty and presence of the show as they hide behind smart phones and cameras recording and picturing the event. However, you can see in the security guards faces, and in a select few viewers that this tribute is a very real memorial, something to bask in rather than capture. Though very few people leave their place, as some remove themselves from the crowd, the remaining spectators mosey into their spots, respectfully trying to get a better view. An older woman that is apart of the performance cries at 8:46. Before the moment of silence she claps castanets creating a noise which reverberates through the crowd. A man holds his Yankees cap, in his hands which are crossed at his waist. Three students walk by in clamorous chatter, with Starbucks in their hands, oblivious to the ceremony. Not one of them break their conversation to look up and notice the tribute. Spectators are interrupted and many look over at the teenagers, seemingly surprised at their ignorance. At 8:45 stage manager stationed by the drums give vocalists a one minute warning. She nods ten seconds before 8:46. At 8:46:50 she counts down alerting the vocalists of the time they have until breaking the note. A woman arrives in an I (heart) NY shirt, the phrase written on top of a hear shaped American flag. Her outfit seems intentionally selected for this day. For an outdoor performance, I found it very interesting how the crowd stood, unwavering until the last dancer descends down the stairs. Even after the performance is over, a stillness holds the crowd in place before they continue on to their daily journey. A couple, one performer, one spectator, stands in a long lasting hug, at the fountain after the performance. After the performance, dancers emerge from all openings of Lincoln Center in their pedestrian garb, once again blending in with the spectators.

Running Wild, Looking Pretty

“Beauty can come from the strangest of places, even the most disgusting of places.”

-Alexander McQueen 

It is the summer of 2011 and the legendary steps of the Metropolitan Museum of Art are inundated with anxiously waiting patrons all eager to catch a glimpse of the museum’s latest fashion exhibition. If you are lucky, you can walk straight into the museum and cool off in line, as you sit, wait, and walk through the labyrinth leading to the exhibition’s show room. However, for many that forty-five minute to an hour wait was merely the final stretch of an additional lengthly outdoor journey. As you finally approach the Iris and B. Gerald Cantor Exhibit Hall, the clean white museum walls suddenly turn to graphite and you are introduced to two shadowboxes holding mannequins in ornate and captivating dresses. The left mannequin wears a vermillion dress, made of painted medical slides and ostrich feathers that fade to black, while the right mannequin is adorned in an intricate gown made solely of seashells. The lights become dim as you turn right and slowly get lured in to the deeply disturbing yet grossly compelling world of the late Alexander McQueen. The artist is McQueen, and the exhibition is Savage Beauty.

Entrance to Alexander McQueen: Savage Beauty at The Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York City

Entrance to Alexander McQueen: Savage Beauty at The Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York City

Throughout the exhibit you are slowly introduced to the vast range of McQueen’s interests as well as the sensationalist prospective that encountered the majority of McQueen’s work. As you enter the exhibit the two dresses, both from VOSS, Spring/ Summer 2001, demonstrate the ways in which McQueen utilizes both fear and fragility in the creation of his work. While the red dress morphs the traditional fitted bodice and billowing skirt form into a haunting and asymmetrical garment, the cream dress deceives a delicate and cascading image with razor sharp shells. Throughout his career, McQueen’s intention was to bring into conversation societies expectations of the female body by representing it in a unique way. To do this, he played with both the internal and external structures of the female form, and managed to create a repertoire of work that both frightens and fascinates its viewers.

For centuries, fashion, as an industry, has been woven into history and has helped fabricate a variety of cultures. The industry’s opinion and representation of “ideal beauty” is one which is admired as well as adhered to in many societies around the world. However, with that being said, McQueen has proven to serve as somewhat of an anomaly within this group, demonstrating his perspective in very strong, dark, and unconventional ways. Where at times he has chosen to accentuate odd parts of the body, and play with what contradicts societies standards, he still manages to create something beautiful, and amounts to being an esteemed voice in the high fashion world.

McQueen’s marvelous and romantic mind jarred his patrons perceptions and exceeded their expectations, until February 11th, 2010, when the legendary british fashion designer committed suicide leaving the fashion world in much shock and despair. Months after his death, the Condé Nast Foundation and The Costume Institute held the MET Gala in his honor and arranged “Savage Beauty” to be displayed at The Metropolitan Museum of Art. In it’s three month run (May 4th-August 7th, 2011) the exhibit became known as one of the most sought after spectacles that the museum has ever shown. Designed by Sam Gainsbury and Joseph Bennett, as well as the curator for the Met’s Costume Institute, Andrew Bolton, Savage Beauty featured over one hundred garments and accessories of McQueen’s short lived but long lasting career; ranging from his post graduate designs and work at the House of Givenchy to his untitled and unfinished collection from the Autumn/ Winter 2010 season.

In her essay, “An Argument About Beauty,” Susan Sontag discusses the differences between what is “beautiful,” what is “ugly,” and what is “interesting” (Sontag), as they pertain to both art and societies expectations of women and beauty. “Beauty can illustrate an ideal; a perfection” (Sontag), Sontag writes, but it is those notions of perfection that McQueen strives to complicate. Through his meticulous craftsmanship, McQueen has managed to bring together gore and glamor, having them interact in symbiotic harmony. Where fashion is focused on the materialistic and extrinsic aspects of a woman, couture puts more emphasis on the artistic details of the garment, allowing what might at first glance be viewed as “ugly,” suddenly, “interesting” and even “beautiful” (Sontag). “I try to draw attention to our unrelenting desire for perfection. The body parts that I focus on change depending on the inspirations and references for the collection and what silhouettes they demand” (McQueen), states Alexander McQueen. While in a way McQueen’s occupation may require him to minimize women into parts, he chooses to combine both the superficial components of fashion design with the personal creative concepts of couture, and uses the female form as his medium of design, allowing the collaboration to emerge as one interesting piece of art.

“It is the ugly things I notice more, because people tend to ignore the ugly things” (McQueen), McQueen once said. His designs derive from a relentless fascination of the inner workings, both physical and emotional, of human desire. In reference to his Spring/ Summer 2003 collection, Irene, he refers to himself as a “romantic schizophrenic,” although superficially he may seem somewhat savage, there is always an underlying sensitivity in his work. “I think there has to be an underlying sexuality. There has to be a perverseness to the clothes. There is a hidden agenda in the fragility of romance…I’m not big on women looking naïve. There has to be a sinister aspect, whether it’s melancholy or sadomasochist” (McQueen), he says.

14a.McQueenAW2010GoldFeathersTowards the end of the 18th Century, the period of Romanticism began to evolve, a historical era associated with liberalism, radicalism, and nationalism. The artistic movements of the era are classified as having a significant hold in the emotions of the aesthetic and prized themselves on the awe factor. In an article in the New Yorker, written by Judith Thurman, Alexander McQueen was described as an “archetypal romantic” (Thurman). These “Romantic fixations” (Thurman) also seemed to find their way into the Savage Beauty exhibit through display galleries categorized as; “The Romantic Mind,” “Romantic Gothic,” “Romantic Nationalism,” Romantic Exoticism,” “Romantic Primitivism,” and “Romantic Naturalism.” In an effort to ease it’s spectators into the grandiose and sometimes gruesome aesthetic of McQueen’s garment repertoire, the exhibit begins with a sampling of uniquely tailored, yet seemingly pedestrian jackets, dresses, and bottoms. These pieces, shown at the start of the exhibit, are somewhat symbolic of the start of the designers career where “he learned, painstakingly, to cut jackets” (Thurman) at the British tailoring company,  Anderson & Shepard. However, as you start into each adjacent space the richness and roughness of McQueen’s work becomes increasingly apparent.

In a review of the show, Holland Cotter, writer for the New York Times writes: “The show, or rather what’s in it, is a button-pushing marvel: ethereal and gross, graceful and utterly manipulative, and poised on a line where fashion turns into something else…Clothes become costumes, with sensuous, sumptuous lives of their own” (Cotter). The garments are momentarily interrupted in an adjoining gallery entitled “Cabinet of Curiosities” which displays over seventy accessories; shoes, handbags, and headwear, from the designers recently ending career.

Alexander McQueen was more than just a fashion designer. He was also a conductor, a poet, and a sculptor who chose fashion as his medium of artistic expression. “The designer who creates a dress rarely invests it with as much feeling as the woman who wears it, and couture is not an obvious medium for self-revelation, but in McQueen’s case it was. His work was a form of confessional poetry” (Thurman) Thurman once said of the designer. A couturier by traditional definition, McQueen catered to a variation of  A-list cliental, and was a notable, respected, and revered voice in the fashion world as well as among other legendary couturiers. However, even in the public eye, McQueen tenaciously shaped his career to be a manifestation of his own personal reflections. In an interview with Harper’s Bazaar McQueen once stated: “you can get insular with fashion. Sometimes, I let you see what I am going through. It’s biographical, but all my work is biographical in some sense. It has to be, otherwise there is no soul to it” (McQueen/ Godfrey).

Different fashion designers work within their own processes but the general structure of garment production usually remains the same. After a designer has been inspired or struck by their muse, the first step is usually the creation of a concept board. McQueen has created work in reference to a variety of concepts and ideas that he has encountered. Each collection that McQueen creates tends to reveal a deeper aspect of his own inner self whether it be through Plato’s Atlantis, where he fabricates his experience scuba diving in the Maldives through his work; through Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, where he distorts the idea of a child like fairy tale with a darkness inspired by director Tim Burton; through Highland Rape, where he reflects on conflicts “close to home” representing disturbances between his fathers birthplace, Scotland and his own birthplace, London; or through It’s a Jungle Out There, where he used a series of animal skins to bring into conversation the startling and raw similarities between animal and human.

In the process of garment production, once a theme or idea has been established, a colour board is formed. Many collections typically have a similar colour scheme which highlights the designers intention for his collection. In the third step, the hypothetical concepts come to surface as the designer and his creative team discuss and select fabric and colour swatches from which to materialize the collection from. In many design houses designers will get particular fabrics made with the specific design or pattern they have in mind. In one of McQueen’s earlier collections, Highland Rape, the clothing was mostly “built on remnants from fabric shops” (McQueen). However, as his career progressed, intricately woven fabrics were created to satisfy his ideas. After the fabric has been selected and assigned to specific garments the actual clothing is created. Many of the patterns are first designed with a draping material and then once perfected replicated with the aspired fabric. Once the garment has been made, proper seams and measurements are attended to. “My designing is done mainly during fittings” (McQueen) McQueen stated in an interview quoted in his tribute book Savage Beauty, “I try to draw attention to our unrelenting desire for perfection. The body parts that I focus on change depending on the inspirations and references for the collection and what silhouettes they demand. When I design, I try to sell an image of a woman in [my] mind, a concept that changes dramatically each season” (McQueen). The world of couture is usually defined by two specific seasons which are shown in four prominent fashion weeks; New York, Paris, Milan, and London, all held in both the fall and spring, allowing high fashion designers to showcase their collections to a variety of media, editor, press, clients, and high fashion personnel. The two fashion seasons are usually defined as Spring/Summer, held in February and Autumn/Winter, held in September.

McQueen’s sensationalist visions found their way onto the runway, making his shows some of the most coveted events on any fashion mogul’s itinerary. However, his cutting edge couture also found its place off the runway, and into his many ready to wear collections. In another essay titled “Women’s Beauty: Put Down or Power Source?” Susan Sontag argues both the privileges and disadvantages of the concept of beauty in relation to women. “To be sure, beauty is a form of power. And deservedly so. What is lamentable is that it is the only source of power that most women are encouraged to seek…. it is not the power to do but to attract. It is a power that negates itself. For this power is not chosen freely – at least, not by women- or renounced without social censure” (Sontag). Through his designs, it shows how McQueen has grappled with Sontag’s theory and has paradoxically used beauty and the female form to create a template that exhibits women by empowering them. “I want people to be afraid of the women I dress,” McQueen once stated, “when you see a woman wearing McQueen, there’s a certain hardness to the clothes that makes her look powerful. It kind of fends people off….It’s almost like putting armor on a woman. It’s a very psychological way of dressing” (McQueen).


Alexander McQueen uses the female body much like a sculptor uses a block of stone. By chiseling away from it or adding pieces to it he creates a clear cut structure. You can see his variations on form in his bodice work, which goes as far as mimicking the female waistline to actually revealing the shape of a woman’s nipples and bellybutton; in his silhouette work, which exaggerates the curves of a woman’s body while muffling the imperfections; in the stitching of his garments, where he specifically places decorative thread to define the musculature of the body; and in his choice of embellishment, which draws your attention to specific areas of the body through ornamentation.

In a bodysuit from the collection Irene, Spring/ Summer 2003, made of nude silk embroidered with black glass beads, McQueen suggests the musculature of the human body. By displaying the beads at specific angels McQueen mimics the downward sloping slant of the external obliques as well as the vertical rectus abdominus line of the abdomen; the dome shape curvature of the deltoid, which cups the shoulder girdle; the twisting lineage of the biceps brachii and brachioradialis in upper and lower parts of the arm; and the bisecting lines of the adductor magnus in the inner thigh. These details bring into focus the complicated pathways of the female form in an aesthetically pleasing way, and challenge the audience to look beyond the garment at the inner workings of the human body more closely.

In another haute couture piece, a dress made out of cream hand painted leather, from the collection Sarabande, Spring/ Summer 2007, McQueen brings to focus the more superficial aspects of the female body. From the collar bone to the outer reaches of the hips a leather bodice has been sculpted to show the naked female body. A modest cream coloured seam wraps horizontally around the circumference of the upper ribcage acting as an extension of the wearers actual body. Breasts equipped with the nipple and areola hang from the seam, and sit above a carefully flexed six pack, which then stretches to a pelvis with exaggerated hips that almost look like the dome of a flattened umbrella encircling the woman’s pubis and pelvis.

These garments, as well as the numerous others that make up McQueen’s repertoire demonstrate the way in which McQueen chose to accentuate the female form, without exploiting it. In a collection entitled The Girl Who Lived in the Tree, Autumn/ Winter 2008-9, McQueen chose to portray “a feral creature living in a tree [who] when she decided to descend to earth, was transformed into a princess” (McQueen). The entire collection is roman gothic in a sense, clothed with vivid crimson silk, lavish tulle, and illustrious jewels. The entire collection is almost cinematic in its grandeur, portraying a more sensitive and vulnerable side of McQueen. Sontag writes that “unlike beauty, often fragile and impermanent, the capacity to be overwhelmed by the beautiful is astonishingly sturdy and survives amidst the harshest distractions. Even war, even the prospect of certain death, cannot expunge it” (Sontag). In accordance with this idea of “the beautiful” (Sontag) being an overwhelming experience, McQueens intention for this collection was to get away “from war and disasters, and remind yourself there’s beauty in the world” (McQueen). It is both poetic and melancholic in a sense, collectively Romantic in its intention.

“I find beauty in the grotesque, like most artists. I have to force people to look at things” (McQueen), Alexander McQueen, as well as his body of work, was the antithesis of subtle, but it is exactly that, which made him a deeply alluring and provocative artist. Whether it be where he challenged Sontag’s claim that “beauty is not ordinarily associated with gravitas” (Sontag) by creating solemn, sturdy, and significant garments, or where he deconstructed and then reshaped the female form, without allowing it to lose its integrity, McQueen has challenged the set point of the beautiful. He has taken what would be perceived as ugly (animal skulls, dead and diminished sea shells, medical slides), and made it interesting. Perhaps even, he has made it so that truly unconventional art – a bodice made to show the nipples and belly button of a woman, a skirt that revels the butt crack, a garment with slashes cut across it – is what can now be perceived as beautiful. Through his intentional impulse to create art out of what disturbs us, he has created collections which compel and fascinate its viewers. He has allowed us to become enamored with what we see as taboo, perverse, or gruesome. He has eased us into a world that we might have otherwise been too afraid to enter, and has allowed us to indulge in our reckless desires. He has stitched for us a collection of wearable poetry, a moveable, tangible, and tactile piece of confession, vulnerability, and romance. For the world he has created art, for fashion he has created history, and for himself he has created a legacy that will live on to challenge, inspire, and provoke the minds that dare to question him. He has forced us to look, and what we see is Savage Beauty.