Travel
The Prints Missed the Flight
The prints did not arrive in time.
Four of us left for Thailand with a few cameras, rough sketches and clothes that were still missing the thing we had planned around. The trip was meant to be part retreat and part creative reset. Without the finished prints, it became looser than that.
Koh Tao supplied its own material: scooter rides, breaks in the monsoon and late light across the palms. We photographed because something caught us, not because it had a place on a deck.
A short scooter ride changed the direction of the trip. We found a local printing shop, walked in with the sketches and tried to explain what we wanted. The next day, we had prints in our hands.
We wore them, tested them and photographed them while we were still there. The idea was no longer waiting for us at home. It was changing with the trip, picking up different colours, surfaces and a less controlled way of working.
What came back was not a finished collection. It was better evidence: a few things we had tried, images we had not planned and a clearer idea of what the clothes might become.
