Just Kids by Patti Smith
Reading rocker Smiths account of her relationship with photographer Robert Mapplethorpe, its hard not to believe in fate. How else to explain the chance encounter that threw them together, allowing both to blossom? Quirky and spellbinding. — People
Just Kids begins as a love story and ends as an elegy.
It serves as a salute to New York City during the late sixties and seventies and to its rich and poor, its hustlers and hellions. A true fable, it is a portrait of two young artists ascent, a prelude to fame.
by Bruna
Just Kids by Patti Smith is one of my favorite books of all time. Not only because it tells us a lot about the 70’s art & music scene (which I love!), but because most precious is the love and sensibility with which she writes about her relationship with Mapplethorpe and her relationship with art itself.
With a very honest and pure recounting of her memories, Patti guides us through her ups and downs, her thoughts, and her desire to find her voice using art.
I got very emotional and inspired by this book, especially being an artist myself and seeing how pursuing art can be hard, but still beautiful, still fluid, still necessary.
