Thoughts on #techstyle

Tuesday, 26 July 2016 14:39

One Sunday afternoon, my family and I made our way to the exhibition that had captivated all of my artistic and fashion-forward friends: the #techstyle exhibit (March 6th to July 10th) at the MFA in Boston.


I was buzzing with excitement when we got there; I had been looking forward to this visit for weeks. I was generally aware of the technological advances in fashion, from battery-charging handbags to designer Fitbits, but the level of innovation and originality greeting me exceeded all my expectations.

Some notably wonderful creations were Hussein Chalayan's Possessed Dress - a robotic dress that undulated on the body of a performing dancer – and Iris Van Herpen's Water Splash Dress – capturing in plastic the expressiveness and movement of a splash of water.

However, nothing affected me as profoundly as the Viktor & Rolf Haute Couture F/W 15 runway show. I watched the entire projection twice through, standing completely still, and then I went over to inspect a dress standing quietly in the corner. Unlike its more eye-catching neighbors, this dress didn’t move on its own or light up in different colors, nor was it an impressive rejection of gravity. Like others in that collection, it had the form of a deconstructed painting, frame and all; an experiment in organic, fluctuating, living art that clung perfectly to the bodies of the ethereal models. As they finished their loops, Viktor and Rolf themselves waited at the back of the runway, where they gracefully lifted the dresses off the models and hung them on the walls.


There was no tech, no shocking, futuristic designs or 3D printed materials. Viktor and Rolf simply showcased a contemporary, fresh perspective on a classic idea, succeeding by simultaneously giving the viewer pleasure and immersing them in a stupefying awe.


I stayed in there long after my husband and son wandered to the next exhibit. I kept circling each piece of clothing and marveling at the innovation and creativity that had gone into each one. In that room, I felt a deep connection; my work also envision how art might come off the walls and enter our lives in a beautiful and meaningful way. I left the museum feeling energized and inspired. I had finally arrived in the moment: the world was ready for me, and - boy - was I ready for the world.

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