As comfort in the expected suddenly ceased, the world was met with layer upon layer of a new and seemingly ever changing reality. They demanded order and we forged agility; both in fear and in hopes for a return of what we had once known.
But, through the stripping of our precious mundanity, revealed were shaking foundations of the systems in place. Left to hang are questions of who these systems are built to serve and whether they have malfunctioned or simply been uncovered. On an abandoned highway calling upon dystopian imagery, yet without the hopelessness and implore. We rather see strength; a firm calling for answers. An acknowledgment of the glitch, and a need to debug.
Mziyanda and Bryan take full form wearing AKJP, shot by Jacques Weyers. The strong contrasts in shape against overlays of monotones grip center focus. Clean cut lines transgress throughout; from angular hats and oversized belts to linked arms and sculpted jaws. Here hard lines in the pattern do not contain but somehow neutralize. Weyers’ use of color and pixelation not only nods to the glitch but further subdues the presence of pattern. AKJP has created stylistic yet functional garments that flatter the figure within. The texture is incorporated through the elevated line and pattern work, moreover by the unexpected harmonies shared between selected pieces. Styled by Gavin Mikey Collins, the union of ballooning shapes and feminine flow is sharpened with fierce clashes of print, color and accessory details.
With models serving us intrusive eye contact and rigid form, the theme of continuous lines is carried through. We are given shifts in the balance between masculine and feminine energy through pose, expression, cut, and flow.
Metallically luminous beauty is created by Michelle-Lee Collins. An empty highway during load shedding – with an oncoming car’s brights locked on. A mix up of chunky and intricate silver wear ping on notes of minerality; preciousness of the earth. Mziyanda and Bryan tease us further with shimmer overspills; a dare to try to outshine their glow.
Restricted only in physical space. A force toward growing, morphing and evolving, all while mourning what was lost. The glitch that opened eyes wide and cleansed minds with tides and recirculated flow so that we could all die and then arise.