Keep at it until that which seems foreign becomes your dearest friend. My muscles cannot find their initial courage to charge, but if I walk in time the heart will remember to run. It is ok to fall behind and lose touch with your joy. You can always search for hope.
I want the romance and beauty of fashion in its full expression. Factory garments and large volume access is not craft. Art lives in the movements few can know. It is in the spirit when design finds its own time. Speed of process removes essential ingredients.
I want to create a different sort of fashion that does not scale and is not with the times. I want to fall into the mystery of the work and come alive. Death comes to the waste of these post industrial times. I want the exaggeration of the spirit of work that matters.