The photographs here belong to the spring/summer 2011 work I called The Light. The preceding collection, The Rise, had followed a heroine into the abyss after her heart was broken. I wanted to know what came next. How does she walk through the world when the darkness has loosened its grip, without forgetting what she discovered there?
I read stories of angels and initiation, then went back to the cutting table. A sleeve opens into a sweeping arc. A hood changes the space around a face. An expanse of pale fabric catches the light, while the lines holding it together remain exact. I love that a garment can look almost impossible in a photograph and still feel completely natural on a body. To me, that is part of the pleasure of construction.
Look at the space the clothes make around the person wearing them, as well as the cloth itself. In the Diary, Dressing an alternative future takes that curiosity somewhere else.
