Archive : April 2012

26 Apr 2012
avatar Author: Colette Van Den Thillart
Creative Director

I have a ‘katillion’ (that’s a new one courtesy of my ten year old) photo’s of words.  Seems that having a katillion books in every room is still not enough…

I mean fair enough. We all love a catchy little quote now and then, and hopefully some more.

Jean Charles de Castelbajac (yes we know, another bit of an obsession but here you begin to see why…) not only frequently includes text on his fashion, he packages his work with additional addictive thoughts.

My dresses are wrapped in this tissue which I can’t bring myself to throw away….. (and note to my friend Jen, wielder of that coveted 80′s JCDC coat covered in quotes from Proust – ‘I will have it one day Jen, I will‘.

I’m even more pleased when it’s obscured…..and on the streets.

Probably I secretly long to be Nagiko and just have them all over me.

all around me…in Twombly’s….

Braque’s…

and Puckette’s (and you may say this is not a word so to speak…but to me it is)

24 Apr 2012
avatar Author: Colette Van Den Thillart
Creative Director

Make a dress from woven wine labels….I would also wear this!!

19 Apr 2012
avatar Author: Colette Van Den Thillart
Creative Director

Mmmm…adore mother nature don’t you?   Why don’t you channel your inner pagan?

I see her influence everywhere…from the grandest of expressions

Soane certainly channeled her magic…..frequently.

and in the humblest of expressions she charms…

I found her in plaster in the palaces of the Czech Republic…

…you can buy her off the shelf in concrete.

I photograph her whenever I can.

17 Apr 2012
avatar Author: Colette Van Den Thillart
Creative Director

Chicest concrete ceiling imaginable taken deep among the crypts of Vienna…beyond the geometrical undulation, its the plank imprint really isn’t it?

12 Apr 2012
avatar Author: Colette Van Den Thillart
Creative Director

Well, I’m always at it……lusting after the minutiae of nature that is.

I stumble on this pic of some ‘dusty miller’….oh how I adore it. Tomentose…like frozen coral dusted in velvet….and that whispery ashen colour…

Somehow it reminds me of this little pantry Nicky and I found on an estate we are working on…it’s a little gem of its own (you can see him peeking through the door).  It has that genuine magic of pipes strewn all over the place that set it apart from the strangling perfection of copycat attempts.   (Note to self – perfection really can be a bore.)

I make a little dreamscape for a client….