When Gravity Fails - Sruli Recht F/W 2011

WHEN GRAVITY FAILS

SRULI RECHT F/W 2011

A diagonal line for men

“born out of this
and trying to get back in

worn out from bliss
and floating in sin

falling back through this future
and from where I’ve been

sky-born, deliberate
draped raw from within”

“Icarus, post-crash” Show Piece One

21 Svartfugl [blackbirds] on a hunted wild reindeer base. After meeting a group of hunters, hunting birds and beasts, we struck up a deal: all the birds they could bring me, in exchange for a pound of breath. And birds they brought, bags and bags of them. Hands soaked in feathers and flesh, they were sorted through, sent on ice to my tanner (a craftsman so brilliant I heard he once tanned air). What returned to our studio was not a pile of feathers and feet but rather the full-bodied, beaked husks of those once soft flying blackbirds. And out of their box they were pulled, put onto the stand, and the garment quite literally designed itself. All we had to do was sew it together... by hand and heart, on a reindeer base, body to body to back to wing, to have our Icarus, post crash, sombre and in between.

Photographer - Marinó Thorlacius
Model - Emil Þór Guðmundsson
Stylist - Arash Arfazadeh

all via www.srulirecht.com

Jean Matos | Jeemas

I've been a stalker of Matos's work for a while now. Everything he does is amazing, beautiful and touching. Basically, I'm a fan - which is big, 'cause I blatantly dislike most people.

I first discovered Matos's photostream I think over a year or so ago, when it was mostly filled with darkly delicate watercoloured illustrations, defined by strong, organic black lines.

I found his stuff again - a bookmark that I thought I'd lost - his genius is heartbreaking. It seems he's gone into the whole fashion thing, translating his inherent sincere sensitivity to the human condition into almost architectural sculptural apparel, the organic quality of which is reminiscent of nothing other than the abstract - magick spells; quiet introspection; the flight of crows. I am filled with admiration and respect.

canvas experiment