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The dress above was in the show, along with some great old footage like this of his work as it initially appeared on the runway and in commercial ads.
I went to the Capucci show yesterday at the Phila Museum of Art. It was a fun thing to see, a little less brain power, a little more uninhibited delight than I usually experience while at the PMA. The show is a great visual thing though: careful, idiosyncratic color relations, outrageous forms and decadent materials, all masquerading as dresses- it was quite amusing.
But in all seriousness, I could relate to Capucci, and really enjoyed seeing his work evolve from wacky experiments that seemed unrelated in his early work, to a sustained body of work that showed his eccentricity in taste but felt tied together by his particular interests. I could see he worked through questions he posed to himself, allowing his instincts and talents to guide his practice. My mom pointed out a quote that we really liked which said something like, Capucci worked from nature through memory and emotion. I think this could be said about all great art probably.