I’ve finally written up my feelings on Patti Smith’s autobiography, Just Kids!
This book is a biography of a friendship, though, and the most interesting thing to me about Just Kids as a period piece is how the mechanics of friendship have and haven’t changed. Patti and Robert [Mapplethorpe] are always making each other little gifts; they express themselves to each other with a lot of tactile effort and physical creations. They take long train rides or spend hours at diners together; they write letters and make collages or poppets or jewelry. Today, for those ordinary adorations, we send links or texts or posts on a Facebook wall. I found Patti Smith because of a podcast, on iTunes, on an iPod.
Includes Beirut, nostalgia, starving artists and punk rock. Read on at M&W!
I left this out, but another thing that gets me about Just Kids is that I am the biggest sucker for people who show their love for each other by making art with, of or for their person. Which is something the internet does so, so well, and which I love to see happen.