I don’t know who made these, but they need to make more. Via Andrea’s Notebook.
I was looking around at the state of pub-it-yourself magazines (in one of those Screw all y’all, I’ma make my own damn magazine moods) and found this amazing document on a site called MagCloud. It’s called Gigi, the Black Flower by Josh Gosfield, and it’s a collection of retro-designed media that tells the fictional story of the French pop chanteuse Gigi Gaston. It’s the catalog or companion piece to an exhibit at a gallery in New York.
Here’s just the sort of thing that gets me going. “Gets me going” perhaps a poor choice of words — but for me, as a kinda-ex-Playboy guy who likes forgotten music and fetishizes everything having to do with bygone bachelorpad-ism, a picture like this is like a papyrus scroll from Giza. Look at that sweet hi-fi sunk into the wall. The maracas above her right foot, the sliver of bongo drum at the edge of the frame. And the records, left to right — well, […]