I find myself constantly searching for the beginning of things. Back tracking to where it all began, getting away from unnecessary design lines and busy decorative patterns. But when stripping back design, to show the ease of purity, there is nothing left. when peeling away layers of a chunky dysfunctional garment when does one stop, before reaching the skin?
What is the purest form of garment, the classic?
If all structure, balance lines, sleeves and armholes reflect the contour of our body, then the starting point must be... the body.
the body is the purest form of garment. everything else is copied from its reference points.
What builds the body?
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