A few years back I came across a website called Fucknfilthy, a rolling blog of photography, art and design curated by a guy called Joshua Gordon from Dublin. The site offers a tailored view into the gritty underbelly of the modern world, something that Gordon himself also explores through his own photography and creative work.
With its stylised blend of the sexual, scandalous, shocking and sublime, FucknFilthy quickly grew in popularity and soon gave birth to Filthy Club. Capsule collections of graphic t-shirts and accessories gave a slice of the FucknFilthy aesthetic for fans to take home and proved a success – even ending up on the rails of oh-so-fucking-cool Melbourne retailer Doomsday.
Hot on the tail of his recent work with Reebok Classics & The Rig Out – not to mention a pending collaboration with Carhartt WIP (keep eyes, it’s good) – Josh has come forward with the latest installment of Filthy Club.
Comprising a small collection of tees and caps, the capsule plays on the BMW logo with ‘Bimma’ graphic hits on custom hand-loomed cotton tees, whilst the leather strapbacks come courtesy of revered American vintage sportswear label Ebbets Field Flannels, lightly ornamented through two pin badges on the side.
As always with output à la Chez Filthy, the shoot is just as integral to the concept as the product itself, with London artist and regular Filthy Club collaborator Tim Head adding his unique perspective to the shots. A classic blend of street-level logo slanging with a high-fashion eye for detail – rounded off with Head’s aggressive post-modernist touch – it’s a strong demonstration of how even the simplest of designs can have some serious presence when presented confidently. Just like the original FucknFilthy curations, Gordon’s Filthy Club demonstrates the power of a precise product from concept to conception.
Filthy Club’s latest capsule is available from their own webstore right now. Expect to see a lot more from Gordon and the Filthy Club over the next few months – filthy gorgeous vibes without the Scissor Sisters. Okay, maybe a bit of Scissor Sisters, but only ‘cus I don’t feel like dancing. Have a nice week.