best book i’ve read in a long time. finished and immediately went back to the beginning to start again. so much to look at, so much to think about.
“kitty was finally ready, at the ripe age of fifty, for an authentic love that embraced the anarchy of existence emphatically, without temperance or equivocation.
she was proud to be a small and particular representation, a hopelessly and beautifully contingent version of that collective chaos.
she was proud to be a creature of unruly imagination—a cartoon cat-girl-question-mark that was tethered to reality but resisted its gravity, like a balloon at the end of a string.”
may we all learn to put a chip-clip on our overflowing sack of greasy desire.
Really makes you think about the differences the media treats men and women celebrities along with other specks of identity crisis. I couldn’t help but only imagine the Mickey from South Park the entire time.
The author claims Mickey to be gay but i think it was actually a combination of aromanticism, autoeroticism, and the curse of Narcissus. Kitty needs to stand up.
so visual and textual and culturally contemporary But it does use ai hello kitty images l also cant remember what it says about horse shoe theory so need to revisit
Really enjoyed. Even if someone were to never read the text or narrative, the design and evocative nature of its images would be enough to leave a lingering presence. As for the text...
A unique meditation on identity and codependency in the age of sloganeering, branded plastic trash. "Hello Chaos" personifies Mickey and Hello Kitty, creating an all new (at least to me) idea of sentient branded material. What does it mean to be replicated? Merchandized? And most interestingly, how has this life changed from their inception (in Kitty's case the 80's) to modern age, where now likeness has been more or less democratized, fan-fiction eroticism and co-opted for any one user's deepest desires. As generative AI and modern fast fashion landscapes sneak into the book's later pages, it really rounds out its chaos cycle.
Definitely at times steps into tumblr-esque melodrama, which imo can be forgiven since it adopts this gaudy landscape so sincerely. If it weren't for the 2014 pintrest/wattpad culture, this book may not exist in the first place, therefore, I feel like it should be given the clearance to add a lil bit of tumblr pastiche to its text. Though, this may be mileage varies