The clothes are important to us. Making cloths seems a necessary interjection into our way of life. Some of it is about wearing-what-you-believe-in. Chris Kraus and Wang Xiaobo are amongst our real favorite writers, the ones that speak to us with a profundity and sincerity with subjectivity and intelligence that paves a road to understanding our world better. Both Kraus and Wang explore domination and submission in their writing. We like talking about this, and the idea of the master slave as-complicit relationship is an empowering thing.

Rennes was physically different to Paris and the projects weren’t the residual and decaying matter left by utopian European architects of the 50s and 60s. (How depressing things look when they set out with ambitious ideals and fail… French suburban destitution takes place with a backdrop of crumbling theoretical idealism…) So we remember the apartment block in Rennes as being just a large gr-eige building, probably with 5 or six sides; the elevators always smelt like piss and young boys who seemed intimidating but harmless patrolled the boundaries. They wore puffy jackets, brands like Pinko and H&M, not North Face and Helly Hansen like in North America. Also, straight-legged jeans and thick ribbed socks pulled over the hems, generally shoes were black or white sneakers, Reebok I think?

EVERGREEN TERRACE 002
In love and bondage

hand-made one-off items of clothing