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“Even what sinks into the deepest silence of the sea,
dissolves beyond form and memory, still remains as part of an endless becoming within water, time, and decay.”
To become one with the sea. This collection reflects on the quiet process of marine decomposition—not as an ending, but as a gradual return. Beneath the surface, the body slowly loses its original form and enters a new cycle of existence. Through water, pressure, and time, disappearance becomes transformation; death becomes another language of growth.
Submerged in silence, the body no longer remains untouched. Tiny marine organisms begin to settle, attaching themselves layer by layer.
Barnacles emerge slowly across the surface, marking the passage of time not through clocks, but through accumulation. These formations become traces of duration—evidence that even in stillness, change continues.
The dotted textures throughout the collection are inspired by this natural process. Resembling clusters of barnacles and underwater sediment, they create a surface that feels aged, organic, and alive. Each mark suggests a body gradually blending into its surroundings, where boundaries between self and environment begin to dissolve.
To translate this underwater transformation into material form, the collection works with biodegradable leathers sourced from Indonesian micro and small enterprises (UMKM), including banana leather, stingray leather derived from food waste, and mushroom leather. Chosen for their evolving textures and organic qualities, these materials reflect the slow process of change beneath the sea—where forms soften, layers accumulate, and surfaces are gradually reshaped by time, mirroring the quiet transformation of a body returning to nature.
Flowers appear not as symbols of mourning, but as signs of continuation. Like marine life emerging from what once disappeared, they represent the possibility that decomposition is never empty—it creates space for something new to grow. Through this collection, the sea is imagined not as a place where things vanish, but as a landscape where forms dissolve, transform, and quietly begin again.
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