when i design a new collection i dont need much. i am a spectator in life at all times. like a spider in the web, i sense vibrations and pass them on. like an alchemist, i transform ideas into objects that matter. that have change in their very DNA.

i am stating the obvious when i say this is a rough moment in time and we are writing history, whether we like it or not. some years are memorable for the sweet absence of trouble. some years are made to build core memories. for reasons unknown i knew this was a time for wild rumpus. history comes in waves and it does not take  foresight to know when they come crashing. to try and brace yourself for the crash makes the impact harsh. premeditatio malorum is the only muscle we should be training at times like these. to be well aware of the dynamics of rise and fall. i decided to hold my breath and go through the waves, surrender to the water, to emerge on the other side. the mass of the water is impressive but the vastness of it can also offer perspective.
RUMPUS is an invitation to look beyond.

RUMPUS is a blend of christo, pipilotti rist, louise bourgeois, nobuyoshi araki, the daily news, the heart frequency of horses, forever looking at your body, my dyslexic brain, loads of matcha, and the essential oils of patchouli, vetiver, and tulsi; fear of drowning while living at the beach; the drawings of hans bellmer and how a single line can be both a garment and the contour of your body; the diligent work of my team and the people i work with to keep serving you with the ultimate support; acupuncture magic to keep me sane; your continuous recognition that allows us to pursue the alchemist’s work; hildegard von bingen on repeat; the eco-logic i got from my daddy; surrealism as the main ingredient in the water here in belgium; and a significant drop in estrogen that allows me to separate the music from the noise.