FLIK HALL


...drawing inspiration from contradictions
Nothing inspires me like...
Stuff that contradicts each other... the new and the old, scale and contrast. A blank wall or an intricate pattern. Making up a story about the origin of the wooden shoes in my back garden.
Creativity comes from...
Letting go.
I hope...
My clothes will always make the wearer feel out of the ordinary.
Cultural influences...
Mud, rust and corrosion. Altars in Mexico, Oh, and the colours of the baboons' bottoms I saw in South Africa, they’re mental.
I got where I am...
Lots of coffee, feeling defeated and learning to stick with your intentions even when people slate you. Designing garments as if we live on a planet where we can only wear what we create without the access of shops everywhere. That way I don’t lose sight of what I believe a collection to be... a story and an expression of how the wearer’s mood is during that part of their lives.
My future is...
Unpredictable, but who wants to know exactly how their life will pan out and where it will go. That’s dull and mind-numbing.
Fashion can sometimes...
Be unfair and make you crazy unless you know why you want to dress people and essentially represent or make a facade of a personality.
Money makes...
Some things easier and sometimes it just screws things up.
I scream when...
I get chased and prodded with a duster, and if I hear the word “moist” it scares me. I don’t know why.
My first crush...
My life-drawing teacher, I used to spy on him.
My dreams are...
To journey down every thread of a beautifully intricate carpet.
Studios make me...
Excited but also make my fingers turn into icicles.
I have faith in...
Karma.
My vice is...
Spending money at the flower market by my house every Sunday.
I love getting older...
I don’t.
