Patti Smith and Robert Mapplethorpe met in late 1960s New York City in their early twenties. What began as a love affair turned into a lifelong friendship, and, when dying of AIDS, Mapplethorpe asked Smith to document their time together.
At times, it seems amazing they survived. They had so little money for food and rent, only their wiles kept them afloat. When someone was murdered outside Mapplethorpe’s apartment, they moved to the Chelsea Hotel, famous as an artist enclaved, and their they met a number of influential and supportive associates. At the time, they were both visual artists, but Smith was moving more towards poetry and music while Mapplethorpe was turning to photography, male bodies, and S&M at the same time joining the social milieu of sponsor and lover Sam Wagstaff.
Though they grew apart and hadn’t talked for some time, when Mapplethorpe was diagnosed with AIDS, their friendship resumed, and Smith commuted with her husband and children between Detroit and New York City to spend time with him and offer care.
I’ve watched a few documentaries about Mapplethorpe, and though they mentioned Patti Smith, they didn’t deeply delve into her presence in his life. Just Kids explains their complicated relationship and how it survived after they were no longer lovers. It offers fascinating details about Mapplethorpe’s motivations and processes as well as the day-to-day life they shared.
Personally, I didn’t like Smith’s writing style which seemed affected to me, as though she tries too hard to be a poet, an identity she always clinged to. Smith reports that Mapplethorpe and others praised her artwork, but the reproductions included in the book didn’t impress me. Of course, her wild success in music speaks for itself.
I also thought the book was very choppy, moving between sections with no transitions. (Perhaps the print version had some sort of typographical indication of a change of subject matter.)
Fans of Patti Smith and/or Robert Mapplethorpe will want to read this book. I think for me, the main problem is that I am more interested in Mapplethorpe than Smith, and of course, this being a book by Smith, her story is front and center.