Clothes have a resonance, they react sympathetically with what we are as persons. In this view, can we call them paronymous to our embracement of the world around? As we take shapes in every situation so does the attire we wear. It is never really finished, it is always longing to be something else, to acquire a pattern, like the piece of a puzzle, which doesn’t have an established form. 

Free-noises, always coming from unknown origins, sometimes without nothing to plug in and extract the source of the future sound…these are the clothes which fit in the inside, of everyone who is willing to accept and meet his own distortions and incompleteness. A disharmonic instrument untuned to the society and yet adjusted in tonality to the individual material. We can call it spirit, can we? The free unconventional shaped spirit in the urban indifference, free-individual appearing dressed in himself.