Book Review #45
Just Kids
by Patti Smith
Full disclosure: Patti Smith is one of my favorite people on the planet. I've seen her perform, read her books of poetry and song lyrics, and listened to her music from the '70's through the present day.
This book is a lovely, evocative, heartfelt and ultimately heartbreaking memoir of her relationship with Robert Mapplethorpe, her lover, muse, and kindred spirit.
As a native New Yorker, it was also for me a nostalgic trip through the city's past, to eateries and bookstores, to Warhol's Factory and Max's Kansas City and Candy Darling and Jackie Curtis and Ginsberg and Burroughs and on and on.
The book is a loving tribute to Robert Mapplethorpe and a testament to Patti Smith's passion for creating art. Who could ask for more than that? Not Patti. Not Robert. Not anyone who has loved and lost. Or who knows -- or wonders -- what it means to be an artist.
by Patti Smith
Full disclosure: Patti Smith is one of my favorite people on the planet. I've seen her perform, read her books of poetry and song lyrics, and listened to her music from the '70's through the present day.
This book is a lovely, evocative, heartfelt and ultimately heartbreaking memoir of her relationship with Robert Mapplethorpe, her lover, muse, and kindred spirit.
As a native New Yorker, it was also for me a nostalgic trip through the city's past, to eateries and bookstores, to Warhol's Factory and Max's Kansas City and Candy Darling and Jackie Curtis and Ginsberg and Burroughs and on and on.
The book is a loving tribute to Robert Mapplethorpe and a testament to Patti Smith's passion for creating art. Who could ask for more than that? Not Patti. Not Robert. Not anyone who has loved and lost. Or who knows -- or wonders -- what it means to be an artist.
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