I have always been fascinated by materials that refuse to remain what they appear to be.
This project began with discarded industrial textiles from Klopman—not as finished fabrics, but as possibilities waiting to be discovered. I washed them, covered them with wood glue, painted them, sprayed their surfaces, and cut into them without knowing what would emerge.
The moment I opened the material, everything changed.
Beneath the black exterior was an unexpected white interior. It felt less like altering a fabric and more like uncovering something that had been hidden within it all along. That discovery transformed the entire process.
From then on, every cut became an act of discovery. The material revealed textures, contrasts, and possibilities that no sketch could have predicted.
Beneath the Surface
Beneath the Surface
Sometimes the most important part of a material is the part we cannot see.
Sometimes the most important part of a material is the part we cannot see.
I have always been fascinated by materials that refuse to remain what they appear to be.
This project began with discarded industrial textiles from Klopman—not as finished fabrics, but as possibilities waiting to be discovered.
I washed them, covered them with wood glue, painted them, sprayed their surfaces, and cut into them without knowing what would emerge.
From then on, every cut became an act of discovery. The material revealed textures, contrasts, and possibilities that no sketch could have predicted.
The garments became the result of a dialogue between curiosity and material—each surface carrying the memory of experimentation, where chance became part of the creative process.
Photographed within a dark, cinematic atmosphere, the images continue this same sense of mystery. They do not explain the material; they invite the viewer to look beyond its surface.
The garments became the result of a dialogue between curiosity and material—each surface carrying the memory of experimentation, where chance became part of the creative process.
Photographed within a dark, cinematic atmosphere, the images continue this same sense of mystery. They do not explain the material; they invite the viewer to look beyond its surface.
Beneath the black exterior was an unexpected white interior. It felt less like changing a fabric and more like uncovering something that had been hidden inside all along. That discovery transformed the entire process.
From then on, every cut became an act of discovery. The material revealed textures, contrasts, and possibilities that no sketch could have predicted.
The garments are the result of that dialogue between curiosity and material. Every surface carries the memory of experimentation, where chance became part of the creative process.
Photographed in a dark, cinematic atmosphere, the images continue the same sense of mystery. They do not explain the material. They invite the viewer to look beyond its surface.
