Born in the fractures,
Between silence and scream
Between tangibility and poetry,
My work seeks to dress the invisible
Each garment is a ritual, each line a scar, each fabric a memory transformed into form
There was a time of stillness,
When creation abandoned me
Yet from that void came
The Tears of Flowers
A collection where emotions became silhouettes.
Each transformed into a living presence.
What once held me back became my language :
flaws as fabric — fragility as structure — obsessions as pattern
My path has taken me through Prague, within the house of Jitka Klett,
To the runways of Milan Fashion Week in 2022.
These experiences taught me the craft.
But it issolitude,
Confrontation, and contrast that forged my voice.
The Mreye Alphabet was born from this necessity,
A secret script, written like scars across clothes.
It is a language that breathes between words,
A shadow within the text.
I now move along the edge of the real and the poetic.
My ambition is uncompromising.
To create garments that wounds and soothes.
That provoke and console.
To craft a vision that does not fade when the fabric is gone,
But leaves an impact that even your memory cannot erase.