ELLA PLEVIN is a writer, artist, and stylist from London.
As the UK finalizes its withdrawal from Europe, we bid farewell to Ella and Now Zero. You haven’t read it properly until you’ve clicked through and played all the links at once.
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This month, Ella (or something like her) has dinner with Andre and puts on a happy face.
At the ballet, Ella thinks about traversing artforms, borders, and identities.
This month, Ella drifts largely unnoticed through Baku, Paris, and Berlin.
In London, a group-show homage wears identity in all its messy contradiction, at the expense of producing a story befitting the late author and artist.
This month, Ella lets matters ferment with a little help from her SCOBY.
Tired of all the GoT takes? This month, Ella digs into mystical, poetic botany in her mother’s garden, a fish tank, the Black Forest, and at Serpentine, Londnon. What is planted may never die.
This month, Ella slides her way in and out of “thin places” and finds that there’s plenty of nothing to think about (except the number sixty-four).
This month, Ella visits “Life Death Rebirth” at the Royal Academy of Arts, London and two trade shows on wearable technology.
In London, the reigning Venice Golden Lion winner’s four-hour epic is both bait for the camera phone and an elegiac reminder that sex is one of the last hideouts from the tyranny of the screen.
When narrating your own life, do you choose the genre, or does the genre choose you? Ella considers Jean Baudrillard’s claim that reality is cheaper than fiction.
This month, Ella overdoses on JG Ballard and changes the name of her column.
This month, Ella goes to the movies.
This month, Ella goes trick-or-treating beyond the veil.
Ella reports from the Serpentine Work Marathon 2018.
This month, Ella looks through the fables we tell as she goes to the office, takes a late night run, and raises the dead.
”People are terrible. They can bear anything. Anything! People are hard and brutal. And everyone is disposable. Everyone! That’s the lesson.” Or is it? Ella goes night-bus top-deck Fassbinder.
In the first salvo of her new Spike column, “Escape from Prison Island,” stylist Ella Plevin writes about bro-theorist-philosopher kings and the end of the future.
Any terrain that permits thought is dangerous for snowflakes. Yet what’s truly insidious in the market of free ideas is the misdirection as to whether we conchie the hell out of the information wars a...
As Europe stood poised on the brink of another war, this celebrated dress – a Surrealist triumph in faux-ripped crepe – offered a violent, inventive glamour that foretold the horrors to come.
As the dystopias of Demna Gvasalia and Gosha Rubchinskiy come to a close, Gucci is taking fashion at hyperspeed from the streets into space, turning eternity into a brand new aesthetic.
A nihilist’s guide to the unbelievable success of the young European fashion label.
