The jumper
Boiled wool at nine hundred grams, dropped shoulder, no rib at the cuff so it frays where the hand moves.

Two acts, one figure, six seconds.
Boiled wool, cut wide, dyed the colour of the thing that ruins it.
A minute where there is nothing to look at. That part is deliberate.
90 sOf nothing, on purpose
Unlined canvas over a trouser cut long enough to drag.
Look 02, shown by appointment
The collection is seen in the studio, one visitor at a time.
Request the lookbookThe first look is underneath. Everything after the water is on top.

Move over itNothing here is made to survive its first wearing.
Two collections a year, both cut in the studio, neither of them repeated.
Boiled wool at nine hundred grams, dropped shoulder, no rib at the cuff so it frays where the hand moves.

Cut two inches long on purpose. The hem takes the floor and keeps it.

Unlined canvas, one seam at the back, and a shoulder built to hold water.

One orange, mixed to the temperature of the flame that takes it off.

Say which of the two you want and the studio will reply the same week.