MANIFESTO—

‘the rockets and the satellites,  
spaceships that we’re creating now,
we’re pollinating the universe’ 

—Neil Young

Why is it that we are so fascinated by space travel? By staking a claim on new corners of the galaxy and laying waste to still more land in the sky. 

From that momentous day in July 1969—when another Neil set foot upon the moon—to the present day, space has occupied our news headlines and our wildest dreams. For his most recent Fall 22 collection, Simon Porte Jacquemus transported us to a salt mountain moonscape in Camargue, France. There in that dusky otherworld, models wore billowy veils rather than bubbly spacesuits, but still seemed to float on.

Elsewhere, celestial themes continue to populate our literature and our cinema screens. Snaking their way back into those dreams. But is the very notion of space exploration really just another power play? ‘Oh, ball of fire in the summer sky,’ Neil Young sings in Mother Earth.

‘Your healing light
Your parade of days
Are they betrayed
By the men of power
Who hold this world
In their changing hands’

Are the rocket ships yet another greedy grab by the men of power? Or is our universal fascination with space to do with the simple fact that we are bewitched by that which we cannot see? That which we are yet to fully understand. 

I love this idea of existence beyond comprehension and the infinite possibilities that come with it. Of pollinating the universe, as Neil Young would say—not with satellites and spaceships, but with positive change. 

It is a curious thing, pollination. One that I have been enamoured with since childhood—when I formed a club with my best friend based entirely around honeybees. The Honeybee Club. And, yet, it is a process—much like the forces of the universe—that we do not entirely understand. Except to say that it is vital for the survival of the planet we call home. 

Where would we be without the mysterious, quiet work of beautiful creatures like these? So small and yet so powerful—a reminder that power is not one size fits all. For, just as the bee carries life forth, so does its sting guard against threat. So, in times of turmoil, we can choose to channel the honeybee and instead wage heavy peace. 

In this spirit, we bring you Chapter Two of JANE PRIVÉE. Which contains Nina Mdivani’s essay on the thought-provoking works of artist Samira Abbassy and Off Carte’s sun salutation—a column that muses on the beauty of eating in rhythm with the seasons.

Meanwhile, poetry captures the unique craftsmanship of CHANEL knitwear—just in time for Couture Fashion Week in Paris—and postcards beckon from European shores with Bottega Veneta. 

As we turn our mind to the seasons, our community resources support you to create in rhythm with your own seasons. Because, wherever you are at right now, you may map the moon with hope in your heart.

And so we dedicate this chapter to making positive change contagious. To pollinating the universe with powerful ideas and watching them sprout about the cosmos, just as wildflowers sprout about the meadow. 

To nurturing the cosmic garden within.

Rosie Dalton 

MASTHEAD

editors-in-chief and creative directors 
Annika Hein and Odin Wilde

online editor
Rosie Dalton

production and publishing 
The Grey Attic

contributing writers and poets 
Annika Hein, Nina Mdivani, Off Carte, Rosie Dalton

contributing artists and image makers  
Andrea Matarrase, Annika Hein, Arale Reartes, John Spyrou, Mary Sucaet, Nana Hiramatsu, Odin Wilde,
Rosie Dalton, Samira Abbassy, Shino Koda, Tina Monzon

on the cover 
photographer john spyrou
stylist mary sucaet 
models eve campbell, state management and
nora senkal, APM new york 
make-up nana hiramatsu using MAC Cosmetics 
hair shino koda 

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