a metaphor of my life
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Flowers in the night by Takk B
Spring–Summer 1999, Jurgi Persoons
October 1998, Paris
"You don’t want to see any more shows in Paris, do you?" says Jurgi Persoons with a subtle voice, who was born in 1969, a graduate from the Royal Academy in Antwerp. "How many shows do you see in one day? Six or seven? Maybe eight shows. You’ve got to line up in a queue and grab a seat. It’s crazy and hysterical. I wanted to show a new method of presenting clothes, in a more relaxed atmosphere." He used to be an assistant to Walter van Beirendonck and started to release his own collection. This is his sixth season and his presentation in Paris. It wasn’t a show but a fifteen minute film in an old theatre in Paris. There wasn’t any hustle of grabbing a seat in the theatre. You could relax in an atmosphere where ice-cream and popcorn was being served. The film started from 10pm. The images were delicate, beautiful and abstract, accompanied by the live poetic sounds of electric guitar and brass.
A woman hanged from the ceiling – red knit body suits, which clings around her body like cobwebs.
A woman walking quickly through a tunnel – movement of fringe flickers in the darkness with flashlight.
A profile of a woman buried in sand – details of torn off lace, colour of white.
Persoons didn’t put any story in his film, as he wanted to emphasise beauty of the picture itself. “When you are confronted with a film that you don’t know what you are watching, you are put into a situation where you have to think what it is. That’s the challenge. It must be more difficult and interesting to watch this kind of film than just watching a show, because you have to decipher it by yourself. I wanted those people who are interested in this film to come to my showroom and see my clothes.”
Paris Collection Individuals, 1998–––1999––– Nakako Hayashi, Little More
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