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Stalking Fashion Designer Matthew Adams Dolan – Photo Editorial

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— All images part of an exclusive collaboration between designer Matthew Adams Dolan, VAGA and NY-based photographer Hadar Pitchon, showcasing the designer’s Spring/Summer 2016 collection,  words by Megan Que. As an emerging fashion designer straight out of graduate school, it is very rare to be able to name Rihanna and Lady Gaga as clients. An exception to this is Matthew Adams Dolan, a recent graduate from Parsons’ esteemed MFA Fashion Design and Society program. Born in Danvers, Massachusetts, then later immigrating to Sydney, Australia, Dolan attended high school in Japan, went to college at Université de Lausanne in Switzerland, then graduated in Fashion and International Studies at the University of Technology, Sydney. His impressive design portfolio later scored him a scholarship at Parsons, supported by fashion designer Diane Von Furstenberg. In September 2014, Dolan presented his graduate collection at New York Fashion Week, which comprised of wardrobe staples such as denim jackets, jeans, and t-shirts with genderless, exaggerated silhouettes. His childhood memories of his mother constantly sewing and quilting sparked his interest in the traditions of American craft and the …

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Matthew Adams Dolan – Fashion Designer – Denim Editorial by Hadar Pitchon

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“The three great elemental sounds in nature are the sound of rain, the sound of wind in a primeval wood, and the sound of outer ocean on a beach. I have heard them all, and of the three elemental voices, that of ocean is the most awesome, beautiful, and varied. For it is a mistake to talk of the monotone of ocean or of the monotonous nature of its sound … Every mood of the wind, every change in the day’s weather, every phase of the tide – all these have subtle sea musics all their own … the continuousness of it, sound of endless charging, endless incoming and gathering, endless fulfillment and dissolution… Above the tumult, like birds, fly wisps of watery noise, splashes and counter splashes, whispers, and seethings… The seas are the heart’s blood of the earth. Plucked up and kneaded by the sun and the moon, the tides are systole and diastole of the earth’s veins … Consider the marvel of what we see. Somewhere in the ocean, perhaps a thousand …