THE CITY AS GARMENT. IDENTITY AS WEAR.
The office is something we wear—and something that wears us.
This dress—woven of plexiglass, LED, metal, and rice paper—
is a question:
How much of ourselves do we embed in the City?
How much do we lend to the roles it casts us in?
Where does the body end and the City begin?
And when we shed the uniform,
what remains of us in its imprint?