Like you, I awoke today to the news of the death of David Bowie, one of the greatest musicians and creative forces of the 20th century. Last week, in a career spanning 50 years, his 25th album, Blackstar, was released, just two days before he died, at age 69.
“I’m just an individual who doesn’t feel that I need to have somebody qualify my work in any particular way. I’m working for me.” 60 Minutes, 2002.
In November, 2013, I visited the Art Gallery of Ontario’s exhibit, David Bowie Is. It’s fair to say I was literally stunned as I walked around the rooms trying to take in the enormity of his creative force.
Here’s the blog I wrote after that experience, about how David Bowie’s life and art will inspire you as a writer. At the time, we were planning the launch of our Berlin issue (guest edited by Katie Franklin), so the chipper tone of the blog reflects this, as well as my still-awestruck fangirly response to the AGO’s exhibit.
“I don’t know where I’m going from here but I promise it won’t be boring.” Madison Square Gardens on his 50th birthday.
RIP David Bowie.