His dream was to be a fashion designer. He had just finished university in New York City and came to live with me in Europe. We had met the previous summer in Norway and kept the flame alive via Skype. On a hot summer day in 2001 we drove into traffic-crazy Paris, parked on the pavement in Rue du Faubourg Saint-Honoré and bought the mannequin. The sun was shining on our relationship and our hopes. Years went by and no paid work was in sight for him; maybe we lacked drive or maybe we were just out of luck. The mannequin was mostly standing idle, at times serving just as an expensive clothes hanger. His fashion design dream was broken, but our relationship was still working on the surface. Broken dreams and lazy days might not have been the most fertile ground in the long run. We drifted towards our 40s – drifting slowly apart with the occasional crises. Communication between us got quieter. The talk was more superficial; problems were just tolerated, never really addressed. We shared the same small apartment in downtown Oslo, yet we lived in separate worlds with very different aspirations. Like naked mannequins in a shop window. Lonely lives together. Three years ago, we separated and he left the mannequin behind, along with our broken dreams. When the rainy days of the separation had gone, I realised that even a broken relationship has many sunny moments. Moving on, I want to celebrate those good moments by donating the mannequin to this collection. Reality can be hard on dreams but, even so, never stop dreaming.

Stockman mannequin

15 godina ljubavi (10 braka) i lazi (njegove)… ocean medu nama na pocektu (Rim, Italija i Dominikanska Republika)…. Lijepi osmjeh, ogromne lazi… a sad ostaju gorcina, razocaranje…nova strana zivota pocinje.
Ljubav je strasno komplicirana! 

I’m failed like a Disney princess… I’m a witch now

2 little butterflies met on a app, spoke by phone and then met in Bordeaux. Really beautiful time together, but the first day of a real meeting was also the last. Everything ended with a bouquet of a white chrysanthemum and a white lily. Goodbye blue butterfly.

Lily & Chrysanthemum 

“I gave the mass for you today so at least your protected”

That was the most precious gift that I ever received from my entire life! 

Thương!

Stockman mannequin

I’m failed like a Disney princess… I’m a witch now

Lily & Chrysanthemum

The unspoken feelings