Images from our last picnic in Josep Font's Atelier. Thank you girls!
Pictures: Oriol Lamiel
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SS 2013 collection coming soon. Meanwhile here we have the making-of.
Pictures by Oriol Lamiel
Pictures by Oriol Lamiel
Inspiration SS 2013
Our vision of Reality is only conditioned by our position in the space.
What happens when we are in a magic place, completely in white and without perspective where our situation is impossible to know? Then appears the work to be sensitive to the slightest breath of air to shape the white space, and recover the three dimensions.
We succeed modeling our raw of tulle, chiffon, silk and cotton, that like paper made origami folds to transform the baffling white. Then we appreciate the place where we are, and countless color birds remember us that we can stop to contemplate the incredible show, concluding that the movement has become.
What happens when we are in a magic place, completely in white and without perspective where our situation is impossible to know? Then appears the work to be sensitive to the slightest breath of air to shape the white space, and recover the three dimensions.
We succeed modeling our raw of tulle, chiffon, silk and cotton, that like paper made origami folds to transform the baffling white. Then we appreciate the place where we are, and countless color birds remember us that we can stop to contemplate the incredible show, concluding that the movement has become.
Inspiration FW 12/13
When we can't see the evident, we have to imagine it.
Only what is in our imagination
and nowhere else will completely satisfy us.
Only the things we haven't reached to see, the things we still don't know what they are, remain perfect.
And what happens when we lose the power of imagination? The Vacuum.
And what happens when we don't know what to imagine? The End.
When reality and fantasy are placed on top of each other, we are capable, just for an instant, to be happy.
When imagination gets shaped, we believe in it, and then the Reality is born.
Only what is in our imagination
and nowhere else will completely satisfy us.
Only the things we haven't reached to see, the things we still don't know what they are, remain perfect.
And what happens when we lose the power of imagination? The Vacuum.
And what happens when we don't know what to imagine? The End.
When reality and fantasy are placed on top of each other, we are capable, just for an instant, to be happy.
When imagination gets shaped, we believe in it, and then the Reality is born.
Inspiration SS 2012
Viéndote, no pude reconocer lo que había en ti.
Necesité aquellos años para conocer a la mujer que eres.
Mezclándote en azul y amarillo, buscando la línea entre el mar y el sol.
Después en malva y verde,
Convirtiéndote en la flor que soñé.
Y al final Tú, escondida tras mariposas
Que te llenaban el pelo y las manos.
En ti he encontrado lo que siempre buscamos.
Necesité aquellos años para conocer a la mujer que eres.
Mezclándote en azul y amarillo, buscando la línea entre el mar y el sol.
Después en malva y verde,
Convirtiéndote en la flor que soñé.
Y al final Tú, escondida tras mariposas
Que te llenaban el pelo y las manos.
En ti he encontrado lo que siempre buscamos.
Holograms from the Future
Video producted during the "Palace Haute Couture" during the retrospective of the haute couture of the brand.