Arne Quinze also flirts with the auto-didactic craftsman with his sprawling parasitic sculptures that dart like inkstokes over buildings and the sky. I like his models though.
Which leads me to these shoes I built for our very own debonair girl Camille Roman's label Tour de Force. This was a fun maquette which made me realise how long it had been since i had made a model. Literally made on a shoestring (with a bit of an old wooden pallet) it was a bizarre construct that constantly contorted every time i returned to work at it, shifting like original lumber. I don't think i've ever seen anything i've done in a more professional surrounding.