|From the book Fresh Fruits by Shoichi Aoki|
Many years ago I remember looking at and being inspired by the book Fresh Fruits by Shoichi Aoki. I loved the wild and unapologetic color and pattern combinations put together by the teens from the suburbs of Toyko. I never bought the book. I'm thinking I should have, just to remind myself that I once found it inspiring - because now I have a 4 year old that could put this book to shame.
Yesterday it was rainbow stripped leggings with a polka dotted hoodie (no the polka dots didn't match the rainbow stripes). Today it was a pink floral vintage sundress (mine circa 1976), her neon turquoise leggings, a red Christmas sweater trimmed with oversized felt flowers, Hello Kitty hot pink knee socks, and flashing shoes.
It goes against every matchy-matchy graphic designer bone in my body. The years of color theory I had drilled into my brain between art and design school - crushed, or rather, thrown in the blender.
And yet down at my core I kind of dig it. Too soon the day might come when she will feel the pressure to fit in. For now, I'm just going to try and sit back and be inspired (wish me luck).