My studio looked like an alien had vomited in it with all the green lycra scraps everywhere as I made the suits you see here. And please take note of my carefully arranged scrap heaps
In London I lived for a week in the most gorgeous converted warehouse. It was simple, spacious, but oh so homely and scrumptious. We didn't want to leave.
(Images by Amelia Stucky)
Then, In Sydney I found a similar place. We were using it as a location for a short film, but the vibe was spot-on. These people make me want to create a home, where memories are scattered in the form of knick-knacks.