Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Just Kids

I never really cared for punk music or any of the angsty rock that Patti Smith inspired in the late 80s, but I've found the memoir of her early twenties rather moving as she illustrates her years in New York City in Just Kids. In Patti Smith’s first book of prose, the legendary American artist offers a never-before-seen glimpse of her remarkable relationship with photographer Robert Mapplethorpe in the epochal days of New York City and the Chelsea Hotel in the late sixties. Just Kids captures a moment when Ms. Smith and Mapplethorpe were young, inseparable, perfectly bohemian and completely unknown, to the point in which a touristy couple in Washington Square Park spied them in the early autumn of 1967 and argued about whether they were worth a snapshot. The woman thought they looked like artists. The man disagreed, saying dismissively, “They’re just kids.

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