Good art does something to you. It becomes part of an inner conceptual archive. Ideally, its theoretical thesis is subtly adapted and applied to one's own physical surroundings. The result can be seen below. /HORST
Before we get physical again. Figurative abstraction. Something that looks like a beach. Or a writing in the sky. Two bodies (of work) completing each other. What would be the correspondent runway look? /HORST
I'll have to admit: she did it again. Women become a piece of art. The kind of art that will remain for decades. Decent garments with relevance that won't seek visual competition with their wearer. /HORST
This collection is not going to be produced - so they say. Well who gives me a neoprene college T-shirt now? Where is my flattened 2D coat? Where my black trash bag plastic trousers? It's a sad sad world. /HORST
Oops! He did it again! Deep in my heart I was hoping and expecting a renunciation to colour. Hasn't happened. So my wardrobe will have to pause another season. I do like mangos though. /HORST
While wearing the Raf Simons Fall/Winter 2008 collection on Christmas eve, the perfect additional gift comes as an original Mark Rothko painting. Preferably monochromatic of course. /HORST
Living in a strictly square, cold and clinical concrete box is my idea of perfect architecture. Concrete walls, concrete floors. White furniture, steel kitchen. Emptiness and some flea market findings. /HORST
There has been one year in the history of Fendi that demands closer inspection. 2007 offered impeccable cut and attention to material. As a result I am truly melancholic regarding the fact that the menswear line as such doesn't exist anymore. Maybe I have to comfort myself with a logo bag. /HORST
A rare feeling. Putting on a garment for the very first time - and knowing it's perfection. Love at first sight. Let's never break up. Let's walk through the sun and through the rain. /HORST
Fresh flowers, a glass of red wine. Intellectual thoughts lead to exceptional characters. Reminding myself of which paths my mind seeks to explore. I want nothing. Just nakedness. /HORST