While I'm listening to my new favourite summer beats by La Roux (her newly released Trouble in Paradise has become my playlist this past week) I've been spending last few days on re-organising my closet due to my imminent move, selecting items I'll put on sale and of course the ones I'll give away. I'm a hoarder so releasing a lot of emotional baggage is really a vast step for me.
And as any other hoarder, a big part of closet-cleanings is rediscovering favourite items from my closet. That's exactly what happened with my Zara polo shirt which I was very excited to have last year, but after wearing it for a mere few times - it somehow lost its way in my closet. Same thing happened to the floral button-up I re-found only few weeks back while I was putting together outfits for my BUDI.in shoot. I was thinking to myself - why did I ever forget about this one?
Facing the problem of hoarding and holding on to stuff that in the end stay only stuff has been one of the biggest life anxieties I've faced recently. Thinking about the amount of money spent on those almost worthless piles of questionable cotton, imagining how I could have spent more carefully and got one really nice t-shirt instead of 10 low-quality ones, or purely realising how I truly am an equal part of the consumerism lifestyle as much as I'd love to believe I'm not. The process of making myself feel better about being a big spender on small things was forgetting about stuff and moving on to something more meaningful - art. Although I didn't connect it instantly to my 'new-old favourite items' (together with my latest Zara sale buy - linen floral trousers for lousy 150 kunas - approx. $25), I somehow ended up browsing through my desktop in a sudden urge of digital tidying-up (also very likely to be akin to my current need to make more space for new stuff - both physically and digitally), and stumbled upon a folder called 'FLOWERS' with 5 sole images. Images that I've collected in a span of several months last year, images most of which are visually disparate and create an eclectic bunch. Mandrinettes by Andy Warhol next to Claude Monet's sun-kissed Flower Lilies. Those two positioned next to ukiyo-e illustrated cherry tree by Hokusai are already a pretty clashy bunch. But the last two images, which were downloaded first and last were completely different - still life, this time flowers in a vase. At first very different, but indeed very similar in positioning, motifs and colouristic stories. A Van Gogh against a Van Brussel. At that very moment, filled with frustration of being too commercially oriented - it all made sense.
That kind of creative diversity all rolled into one cohesive bunch was a subject of Walter Van Beirendonck's latest collection. One sixth of the Antwerp Six (wow, how witty Dino...) Walter is an individual whose designs never fail to impress in terms of being new, fresh and empowering withing its creativity. Referential of world inequality and importance of individuality, for Spring/Summer 2015 Van Bierendonck has deconstructed floral tapestries (which I'm a HUGE fan of), conjoined it with both similar and contrast textiles and (re)created menswear wonders. He always plays with proportions and shapes, but this time - it felt he didn't only do it 2-dimensionally - it was a question of a man staying within its own body which he showed with ultra-fitted lycra bicycle onesies shown against sunglasses and headpieces (I'd call them de-constructed visors) that are almost attacking the looker. It's like making a statement - if you don't like, don't look. Eccentric mish-mash of prints, colours and styles, or just easily explained as just a bit of everything.
Majorly toned down but still inspired by the visual conflict of my minor floral art archive and WVB's S/S15 show, I enjoyed both finding new place for my re-discovered pieces and taking the photos against a (once again) contrasting background. Mixing flowers and metal, hard and soft, florals and animal prints, pop-art and impressionism. As a miniature ode to Van Bierendonck, I pulled out a gold necklace with a watering pot charm (family heritage) and positioned it against a flower. Just because a flower truly can't live with no water. The same way I can't live without my stuff.
|Andy Warhol, Flowers (1970)|
|Claude Monet, Water Lilies (1900)|
|Katsushika Hokusai, Bullfinch on Weeping Cherry (circa 1835)|
|Paul Theodor van Brussel, Floral Painting (1792)|
|Vincent Van Gogh, Flowers in a Blue Vase (1887)|
|Backstage and runway images by Fashionisto, Red Milk Mag and Dazed & Confused|
|Wearing Zara trousers and polo shirt, thrifted floral button-up, Vans trainers, Maison Marquise floral silk & old golden necklace with watering pot charm|