The essay talks about the making of Blond and Boys Don't Cry, through the lens of Ocean's love of cars: “Raf Simons once told me it was cliché, my whole car obsession. Maybe it links to a deep subconscious straight boy fantasy. Consciously though, I don't want straight — a little bent is good. I found it romantic, sometimes, editing this project. The whole time I felt as though I was in the presence of a $16m McLaren F1 armed with a disposable camera.”
A photo essay called “Color” by Ocean’s Endless collaborator Tom Sachs.
es muy loco pensar lo bueno que es a todos y cada uno de los niveles artísticos que existen y que no estamos preparados para entenderlo ni para apreciar cada obra que hace.
The physical, literal size of Frank Ocean's single issue magazine makes it constantly difficult to read and consume; this directly accounts for the years it has taken me to finish this.
The same physical, literal size makes it an unparalleled masterpiece of its own mixed media format. Frank's fingerprints are found across this incredible collection showcasing incredible creative talent, including, of course, his own. Ocean spotlights so many actual people, living their real lives, while elevating artists who may otherwise never had such a unique and compelling platform; the tragedy, of course, being the limited number of these magazines that were printed.
The giant, colorful, and vivid imagery bring to life pictures in a way our phone screens never (?) will be able to accomplish, the reader finding themselves fully immersed in the imagery, the framing, the subject, the lighting. The overall work has a soft, and simultaneously sensual, undertone that pervades the work, while real life conversations, scattered between poetry and fiction, immerse the reader in this other-world.
Everyone should read this. Sadly, so few ever will.