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Richard James S/S 2016

“For people who are close to their subconscious, the world is not completely logical all the time. They make the illogical logical. And they make it more vivid than life.” - Edward James


In short it's green, all green and a little blue! Here is what Richard James had to say about his new Spring/Summer 2016 collection.

Our Spring/Summer ’16 collection cuts a seductively serpentine path through the verdant thick of the Mexican jungle to Las Pozas, the fabulous, far-off folly that was the creation of the quintessentially English poet and surrealist Edward James.

A friend and champion of Dali and Magritte, the wonderfully wealthy James escaped the strictures of straight-laced British society in the ‘40s to create an astonishing world of his own, high up in the mystical, unmapped Sierra Madre Oriental mountains. Isolated and hostage to his flights of fancy, James juxtaposed the fantastical forms of his extraordinary art collection with his stunningly natural new-found surroundings to create what he called his Surrealist Xanadu. Centring on a series of spectacular, looming concrete sculptures and structures that included twisted, teetering towers, totem poles and sky bound staircases to nowhere, the result was dizzyingly unrestrained and divine in its scale.


This is vibrant, colour drenched collection that mirrors Las Pozas in bending and bonding together the untamed beauty of nature and the more abstruse meanderings of the mind. Cool Wool and breathable, tropical weight wool and mohair, wool and linen and wool and cotton blends give tailoring and casual wear a lightness and real depth of texture. Prints are playful and plentiful and feature jungle flower camouflage, bamboo, hallucinatory spots, James’s own concrete stairway to heaven and the vividly plumed parrots that perched on his shoulder as he traversed his domain. Base colours of petrol, emerald green and navy anchor fresh, piercing accents of blood red, turquoise and orange. Join us as we take an eye-opening, all enthralling trip deep into the twisted terrain that the man now known as the last of the great eccentrics knowingly named “my green trauma”.