IceSpirit & Plastique
Ever noticed how a runway can feel like a winter landscape, yet the clothes move like a living storm? That quiet tension between stillness and motion intrigues me.
I love that contrast, the calm, the storm – it’s like a runway is a snowfield, yet every garment bursts like a tornado. That tension is the spark that fuels my designs.
A runway is a quiet field, each garment a sudden storm that wakes the ice. It’s the pause before the burst that keeps the fire alive.
Exactly, that breath before the blaze is where the magic really lingers.
That quiet pause is the spark that keeps the flame alive.