Like a stream of thoughts, each garment echoes the other in free association, each embodying a particular moment in life, a memory, connected in a surreal fantasy.
The short paragraph of description made the white walls project their opposite into black in a full, solid unity. Deep into context, JULIUS is above clothing. It is a project on a material vertex of energy in open interaction.
The overwhelming violence of poetry that inspires the collection is worked into calm and controlled shapes, extremely feminine in their clean androgyny.
Transitional state means ongoing evolution, a breaking where no safe shores survived. Like a storm it grows hidden in a cloud, it molds, evolves and crashes in silence to collect his impetuous tide
ZUCCa triggers an alienanting game that challenges the traditional silhouette, creating unusual proportions through an harmonious synthesis of concave and convex lines.
The rough surface of the wool slides under our fingers, and a concrete materiality seizes our mind, entangling new possibilities. Seeking Aether opens her subtle wings to an endangered crater appealing on a deep, unknown level.
The naked lunch of the past rational tradition is served with the solid and instantaneous contemporary culture, and devoutly offered to those receptive minds that starve for knowledge.
As a wire full of tension slashes free in space, sinisterly waving to the tension force encompassed within the two contrasting poles as extremes, Alexandre Plokhov collects the energy and re-focus on the very basic steps of his work
With her incredible fine perception, Ann Demeulemeester fills the holes and the lacks of a cold and anesthetized present with her silent, romantic and silghtly nostalgic poetry
The short paragraph of description made the white walls project their opposite into black in a full, solid unity. Deep into context, JULIUS is above clothing. It is a project on a material vertex of energy in open interaction.
Transitional state means ongoing evolution, a breaking where no safe shores survived. Like a storm it grows hidden in a cloud, it molds, evolves and crashes in silence to collect his impetuous tide
The rough surface of the wool slides under our fingers, and a concrete materiality seizes our mind, entangling new possibilities. Seeking Aether opens her subtle wings to an endangered crater appealing on a deep, unknown level.