Sunday, March 9, 2008

japanese design and aesthetics blah blah blah

whatever. Tokyo is making me feel disgustingly inadequate and unoriginal. I went to an after show party for this guy last night, and i felt uncomfortable, self-righteous, and very small. (psychologically speaking - physically i felt enormous, because Japanese people are TINY, and all the foreigners do their best to emulate this via eating disorders.)
But I will say that Japan does have an amazing, hypnotic design sense, almost as if it taps into this primal need for control and order, so that even buying this toy made me feel like maybe my life will be a little bit more in control.


(and yes, it comes with replaceable arms and head, so she can eat ice cream or carry a gun, depending on your mood.)
Where does this attraction to simplistic perfection come from? Is it really primal, or is it a subconscious backlash against modernity? And how come the Japanese are so fucking good at it?
While the aesthetics of food and architecture are amazing, its the toys that i can't get over.... its not just that they're 'cool'... but that they're a form of salvation. Live a life of insecurities and failed expectations, go to work at a job you have no control over - and then come home to tangible, compartmentalized perfection.
What separates toys from food, electronics, or architecture is that from an adult perspective, they are 'function-less.' Or rather, their functionality is limited completely to symbols of order and perfection: you don't play with them, you don't use them in any way at all. They sit their and emit cosmic simplicity, universal order.

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