Scrambling in the shadows

Through monochromatic groups, the silhouettes are enveloped by the fabric as if it were a second skin. 

Little by little, like a snake, this skin comes off the body, and dragging it like a shadow, it leaves, where a wound now lies, a space for a new idea to grow again, a new “I”. 

Clothing perceived as a cave to curl up in from this somnambulistic state in which – like a portrait of Francis Bacon – you feel out of focus and disfigured. 

And in the process of undoing and letting go, pockets and overburdened backpacks will have to be emptied and established patterns deconstructed. 

“My body broke down, fell apart… and came back together again” 

 “The night crept into the room and enveloped her slender figure in a flowing shadow” 

Haruki Murakami “Dance, Dance, Dance” 

Colors: black, anthracite, makeup, beige, navy, sand and greenish blue. 

Fabrics: Wool, viscose, silk, neoprene, knitted jacquard, plush, voile, knitted crepe, diplomatic.