I grew up in a small beautiful city in the countryside of France, by the sea, which naturally made me extremely fascinated by urban grey landscapes that i did not have around. Fortunately I quite soon got a computer which became my window onto the world to brave the boringness of my neighborhood.
Fashion did not become a part of my life, it was always there, along with an obsession for the woman's body and anatomy in general. I first wanted to become a neurosurgeon, then a plastic surgeon, but my hands shake too much. Right after high-school i applied at the Antwerp Academy to work on the body in a less direct manner.
I get my inspiration from the internet and going out. Long hours spent online, and late hours spent in clubs. My design process is strange, i used to draw and write really a lot, very freely, and deduce a design from sketches or tiny little sentences of a concept that popped up in my head. This year I tried to fight against this randomness of idea resurgence and control it more, i thought really intensely and carefully about each design within the collection as a whole, to obtain a more mature, coherent vestiaire, with a logic. Due to the extreme amount of work that 12 looks is to realise entirely on your own, this collection was much more about making the pieces and much less about drawing. The collection had to be virtually clear in my head before i started working on each painstaking look.
It is interesting, now that the collection has been shown in June, i get that question constantly. When an architect finishes a house, I wonder if people ask him straight away “What's the next house going to be like?” Or when a musician finishes recording, “What's the next album going to sound like?”
Paradoxically with the "ultimate" and "final" aspect of the concept of this year's collection, yes.
Hard to say, because in any school you learn about yourself, and others way of creating and appreciating your creations, the hard way. Also it opened up my narrow perspectives of what is good and what isn't, how to create, and shake up my process of working. When you are a small town boy like me, coming from nowhere and knowing nobody, with no previous relationship to garments or Fashion, the frontal shock can be brutal.
Am I on death row or something?