The Fashion Lookpaper (FW 2031)
Die Bachelorarbeit zeigt Probleme der Modeindustrie auf. Die derzeitige Mainstream-Mode ist geschmacklos. In dieser Arbeit habe ich mich mit digitaler Mode beschäftigt und zeige, dass die visuelle Darstellung auf neue Höhen gebracht werden kann, um den Betrachter zu faszinieren und den Benutzer glücklich zu machen und dadurch sozialere, zugängige Mode kreieren. Denn damit können sich auch Menschen mit weniger Geld interessante Kleidung leisten.
Das Ziel meiner Arbeit ist es, den avantgardistischen Geist der Mode im heutigen digitalen Zeitalter wiederzuerwecken. Das Projekt wird in AR (Augmented Reality) umgesetzt. Zusätzlich wurde ein Lookpaper erstellt, um die Arbeit anschaulicher und einladender zu gestalten. Daraus alles ergibt sich in eine Kollektion von Gesellschaft kritischen 10 Outfits, jedes mit seinem eigener Geschichte.
Digitale Mode gibt uns eine Alternative zu Fast Fashion und langweiligen Outfit-Design. Diese Mode ist gut für die Online-Präsenz, für Ausdrucksfreiheit, wenig Geld, sie ist flexibel für Anpassungen und dadurch ist sie sozialer.
Die Geschichte entwickelt sich auf einem fiktiven Planet "Bshuga", ein besonders sensiblen Planet was jeden Moment auseinander fehlt durch die Menschliche Bösartigkeit, doch es gibt noch Hoffnung.
Firegirl digs her energy from raw life. She is exhilarated in creating and supporting life. She lets life strive. Her personalized digital garment represents her positive energy to let the circle of life spin round and round with every coming and going generation. As she is the master of life creating, she is also its best destructor. If you interact poorly with her (e.g. with false intentions and vicious desires) she, Firegirl, can bring enormous destruction, horror, and death. Stay calm and breathe, as her flames gently sparkle in the night. Sun, arise!
Experiencing horrific treatment in his childhood, the Imperial troop is grown up now. Ready for payback. With a destructive gaze, he conquers and destroys lives, hearts, and families. His endless void is deep and dark. As he roars in a victorious manner over his enemies, his fire weapons burst over thousands of bodies. Yes, the glory, yes the respect of the fellow peers and the leaders. Like a straight line, he marches through land, sky, and sea - lighting up his way to victory. Drunk from destruction, he might be even blind. What or who can heal his pain? What can help him to stop his crazy circuit? Hey, did you see that little glimpse of light? No? Did you forget your glasses?
With her clouded eyes, the priestess of the planet is in search of lost souls. Her mission is to bring people to the man-made good path. The priestess has long forgotten that the good way was also created by humans millions of years ago and has been twisted and bent, sometimes perverted to the current spirit of time and politics. She walks and leads with good intentions, but can she still see straight in the muddy waters? Perhaps. It is hard to say for certain. However, she is convinced that her morals exist to guide you, dear people, into a brighter tomorrow. Sometimes you must pray your beliefs away, though, remember, it is for the greater good. Do the right thing. Without community, you would be eaten by the wolves. - "Do not complain, you have been unfaithful, and now wash my feet '' - so she commands you, as well as you. Be grateful for this opportunity.
Disturbed by the so-called routine existence. Disturbed by the confrontation of faith and the brutal reality. He knows that the world is brutal and destructive. He knows he should be believing in the greater good. But the priests, and their information are confusing him. He is not rebelling, he is just being himself. Reckless, disorganized, opinionated. Well, not for too long. The Priests have their infamous magic tower with swinging Balls, bouncing through the air. They will electrify ill patients’ minds to do the right thing.
Y? That is what she is asking all the time. In the desire of changes and relying on experienced of older generations. Of course, she will do the right thing as she always has. The Xs have seen the worst of humanity, they know what they are doing and she agrees. Do you hear me? Me, me, and I are the best. I will change the world for the better. Oh, could you bring me a cup of tea, dear? I am kind of tired... .
How do I know? I just went to a ball. Oh yes, I had a wonderful time there, it was the best. I met a lot of new beautiful people with who we will organize the most beautiful event in order to collect donations to save “Bshuga” from collapsing. They were saying there is this new technology and blablabla. Anyway, with my looks, we will manage anything and save everybody. Alrighty alright, I got to get going! Buggy guy has this magnificent party! Chiao!
I despise your style. Why? Yes, why. It's simple, it's normal, you want to fit in, you're afraid of losing your job, you're afraid of not getting a job, you're afraid of not being accepted, you're afraid of not getting laid, you're afraid no one will like you, you're afraid you'll die alone. I despise your lifestyle. I've been playing lofi garage rock beats on my hi-fi fusion stereo since the '50s, and I'm going to blow your brains out on the street with my raw energy. Do you want to be bad to me? Alright, enough is enough, get it together, the light is not far away. We just need to shake out the skirt a little more. Stay true to your game, don't let the snakes get to your neck.
Oh girls, the world is so cruel and all, but I would really love to travel it back and forth. And yeah, I know... the death toll is ringing dong dong dong but what about my needs? Can’t I just enjoy myself and listen to some nice things?
La la la, we a are getting out of hearing. La la la, Cause barbaric atmosphere. La la la, While I am jamming with the girls. La la la, while our heads lose control. Skydiving through the city malls. And vinted, beated second shops. It might be difficult to see When all you do, play CoD. It might be difficult to see. When I am laying on the beach
Hmm, I guess you not fashionable, I guess you not fashionable. It might be difficult to see. When Dj play dat goddamn beat. It might be difficult to see, Champagne is flooding desert streets
And we are driving Cabrio
Chilli Milli classy girls.
And we are driving Cabrio
Chilli Milli classy girls.
The Skirt Boy is from a humble background. His upbringing has been strict but the core moral values are very virtuous. Loyalty, bravery, love to the neighbor, protecting the weak have been his creed. He has fought and protected villagers from evil bandits and warriors. His skill with the sword is excellent. And though he is very humble and quiet, it is just his own way to be part of society. His skills are dangerous, but his humbleness temporarily keeps him in the rows of those normal citizens. However, when an evil danger arrives, his sword unleashes and kills the evil to protect normal civilians for the greater good. He waits for the day to get to the Buggy Guy... .
There is no I, there are we. We live in a society, like ants crawling together over the mountain to sustain our growth and development. We exchange in order to profit and flourish in this one unified world of a collective, world organism. Only together we will sustain “Bshuga” and survive. After that, we will strive for glory, status, material, and eternal pleasure. These things will be given to every human who fights for the good cause of every single person, us. Don’t take chances.
Ecstatic existence, focuses on pleasure and control. Possessing the mind and twisting it to the darkest desires. Sometimes those desires are not necessarily evil but they can channel energy corrupt vessels. Some think that he is the master of all, politics and society. Bending things to his will and twisting everything in a way he thinks it is supposed to be. He looks for broken people to use them to consolidate his power and he commands an army of communist which allow him to keep things in order and avoid rebellion. Priests execute his spiritual control. But he is still too far from the Fire Girl.