Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Motel Madness Part Two - Motel 5
Summer's nearly turned into fall, the leaves will start changing soon and I'm trying to spend as much time as I can lying on a sandy beach before I start my collection in September. And what better place to do that than at Wasaga? Wasaga is a million miles of powdery white sand, endless streams of gin and tonic and the beach is lined with penny arcades, biker bars and especially cheap motels.
I have what could possibly be classified as an unhealthy obsession - bordering on a fetish - with old motels. There's something so cinematic about them, I think I could stay in one every night. It's the bad lighting mixed with the heavy drapes that gives a theatrical effect, but it's also more than that. It's the feeling of being cached away where no one can find you - unless you want them to. The impermanance and the feeling that you can get away with murder - figuratively of course - while you're there are part of the allure as well. And I'm not the only one who feels like this. While I was writing this, I found this website: (http://motelfetish.com) featuring shots of the lovely Dita Von Teese posing in a seedy motel.
You'd think a fashion student would be interested in fancy boutique hotels or something more cosmopolitan, but not me - I like the ones that smell a bit like old suitcases, with wood panelling and plush carpet from back when they were built. The ones where it's easy to pretend that Bettie Page just made a movie in the room next to the one you're sitting in. The thing with me is that I spend nearly every waking minute thinking about new places for photoshoots. I say it about six times a day: "Wouldn't this be a great spot for a photoshoot?". If you ask anyone I know, they'll tell you.
Wasaga beach is cheap motel heaven, and I think it would make a great spot for a photoshoot, so stay tuned.