Introduction by Mélyi József
Does anyone remember Plastic Bertrand? They thought he’d be unforgettable. And do you remember when the word plastic had a positive ring to it? In a scene from Mad Men a child is running around with a plastic bag over his head and his mother doesn’t bat an eyelash. It was the sixties. But even then, usage of the word could be confusing: plastic bomb, plastic surgery, plastic sculpture. Let us build an imaginary bridge between Henry Moore and rubbery explosives. Naturally, I’m building mine out of plastic. I can’t imagine it any other way. Plastic is the pre-manufactured utopia of the past. Plastic is the present. Plastic Bertrand is sure to make a comeback soon. Ça plane pour moi.
Contributors: Boogie, Susan Cianciolo, Cali Thornhill Dewitt, Hendrik Hegray, Ken Kagami, Mélyi József, Thalea MV, Clayton Patterson, Tal R, Alan Schmalz, Benjamin Sommerhalder, Adrienne Sós
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80 pgs, 16.5 × 23.6 cm, Softcover, 2014,