Inspiration comes from everywhere. Books, movies, magazines, social media, travel, photographs, food, people, you name it, I can find inspiration. When I saw this skirt, it sparked something in me. The colour, the pleats, the way the fabric moved in my hands. I had no idea what I was going to do with it, but I knew when the time was right, it would happen. When Serena came back to the studio with her big energy, and even bigger hair, the skirt was pulled out. No need for a model/muse call. Just a simple ask if she would like to play around and create, something. I had no vision or plan in mind. I wanted to challenge myself. Create what? Unkown at that very moment.
For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It’s always ourselves we find in the sea.
e.e. cummings
When she slipped the skirt on, it felt like water to me. Flowing, able to move obstacles with smooth yet immence force. The ability to change scenery and carve out a new path. The stillness after a storm. The size alone, made me think of how big the sea is. Waves. Ripples. Movement. The colour felt like love. Deep love, for oneself. So, what we created was a sort of home coming. At first it felt heavy and weighted. Almost grounding. Then, like a giant swell, she gathered up all that has held her down and embraced herself, remembering the storms that brought her to where she is. Rough waters, leading to calm seas. And just like the tide comes in and goes out, so does self doubt, self love, hell anything with self in it. I wanted to show that we can always come back to ourselves no matter the rough waters. Whatever the era of life has you in, know that coming and going, in and out, up and down, back and forth always, always brings you back, to you. You just need to ride the seas. Float the swells. See the bottom. But for gods sake, just keep moving through the waters, until you are home.
