Meet me here
Blue, blue like the sun. But what color was I when I was born?
Amidst the steaming sands and amidst the anxiety of the journey to come
I don't know whether to sleep or wake up with this imminent departure.
That's why I use strong colors, as a way of saying goodbye to a place I haven't reached yet.
I'm a gypsy, I was born amid blue, amid wine.
A desert of possibilities - fragile, infinite, hidden in a small window of vision.
Meet me here. Or maybe, I was never actually here.
I think about the hours, the journeys, the departures.
About how existing in one place is disappearing in others.
The small choices that make so many others die.
The fluidity of the unknown that constantly forces us to invade spaces,
Create stories, journeys and beings, imaginary landscapes to go beyond what we know.
Our eternal desire to fly, to go beyond the oasis.
Monsoons, or not to say that I forgot about the flowers
The monsoons arrive when the coastal wind ravages the desert.
The possibilities of the journey become rational, visible.
Intense rains and long droughts.
When I was little I traveled through words.
So many of these that I lost myself in daydreams, revolting winds and monsoons.
Today I am freer. I write in bars, jump on horses and walk the streets.
What makes me so much freer than the narrow streets of my room?
and my Shakespeare poems hidden in the closet
The monsoons matured me, left me clothed.
I miss my peacock body, still traveling, looking for possibilities.
The one who was not afraid of colors, blue and unknown shapes
Today, I became a naked body.
Waiting for other trips to introduce me to my bird again.
I manifest by meeting you.
For the absence of fear, for courage, for freedom, for experimentation,
for the eternal quest to go beyond the oasis.
For the eternal lack of comfort.
For the constant struggle.
For not giving up.
For the unknown.
Pela primeira vez trabalhamos com o upcycling de peças jeans em parceria com a LEVIS. Em comemoração aos 150 anos do primeiro modelo de calça jeans da história e sua relevância, a 501®. A Neriage foi uma das marcas escolhidas para trazer identidade através da desmontagem e montagem dessas calças e os resultados foram jaquetas pregueadas, calças duplas, saias e vestidos plissados - tudo aproveitando os acabamentos das peças e 100% costurado à mão.
Também pela primeira vez a Neriage se une à joalheira Victoria Sayeg na criação de joias exclusivas em ouro 18k e pérolas de água doce, unindo a delicadeza dos traços da designer com as formas orgânicas e texturizadas da Neriage. Joias em ouro liso foram escolhidas para experimentar as densidades de sua forma mais pura. O plissado, tão característico da Neriage, foi transportado para o metal trazendo leveza e movimento à sua consistência.
As pérolas revelam o pilar comum entre as marcas: a glorificação da natureza, de seu caráter próprio e da beleza oculta nos seres, objetos e processos.
Os sapatos são desenvolvidos em parceria com a designer Juliana Bicudo. Para sua estreia nas passarelas, Juliana desenvolveu um modelo de sapato com duas versões de salto - um mule (salto baixo) e uma flatform com salto de 5cm, ambos em couro, com solado de borracha e faixa de couro plissado, identidade chave da Neriage, em tons que acompanham a cartela de cores da coleção: preto, off white, dourado e ferrugem.
Por fim, uma de nossas parcerias de maior sucesso na coleção de inverno, a collab com o Projeto Akra, comandado pelo designer Samuray Martins, se repete nessa coleção num novo formato. O projeto tem como objetivo valorizar a mão de obra artesanal e o slow fashion, onde cada acessório tem seu tempo de produção respeitado, feito a partir das fibras do buriti e da piaçava. Hoje, seu projeto faz uma importante diferença na renda de várias famílias no Maranhão e na Bahia, além de ter sedes de capacitação também no Peru e em Madagascar - onde foram realizadas as bolsas e chapéus dessa coleção. As peças foram confeccionadas com a fibra de raphia de colheita ecológica e os tons da coleção foram dados com pigmentos atestados Reach. A fibra se transforma em lindas peças em crochê, com pontos e bordado de franjas exclusivas desenvolvidas pelas artesãs locais do Projeto Akra para a Neriage.
texto por Rafaella Caniello, diretora criativa da Neriage.
Azul, azul como o sol. Mas, que cor eu era mesmo quando nasci?
Em meio às areias fumegantes e em meio à ansiedade da viagem que estava por vir
Não sei se durmo ou se acordo com essa iminência da partida.
Por isso coloco cores fortes, como forma de despedida de um lugar que ainda não cheguei.
Sou cigana, nasci em meio ao azul, em meio ao vinho.
Um deserto de possibilidades - frágeis, infinitas, escondidas numa pequena fresta de olhar.
Encontro-me aqui. Ou talvez, eu nunca estive de fato aqui.
Penso nas horas, nos deslocamentos, nas partidas.
Sobre como existir em um lugar é desaparecer em outros.
As pequenas escolhas que fazem morrer tantas outras.
A fluidez do desconhecido que constantemente nos obriga a invadir espaços,
Criar histórias, viagens e seres, paisagens imaginárias para ir além do que conhecemos.
Nosso eterno desejo de voar, ir além do oásis.
Ou para não dizer que me esqueci das flores
As monções chegam quando o vento do litoral assola o deserto.
As possibilidades da viagem tornam-se racionais, visíveis.
Intensas chuvas e longas secas.
Quando eu era pequena eu viajava através das palavras.
Tantas essas que me perdia em devaneios, ventos revoltos e monções.
Hoje sou mais livre. Escrevo em bares, salto em cavalos e ando pelas ruas.
O que isso me traz de tão mais livre do que as estreitas ruas do meu quarto
e meus poemasde Shakespeare escondidos no armário
As monções me amadureceram, me deixaram vestida.
Sinto falta do meu corpo pavão, ainda viajando, buscando possibilidades.
Aquele que não tinha medo das cores, do azul e da forma desconhecida
Hoje, me tornei um corpo nu.
Esperando por outras viagens para me apresentar à minha ave novamente.
Manifesto pelo encontro consigo.
Pela ausência do medo, pela coragem, pela liberdade, pela experimentação,
pela eterna busca de ir além do oásis.
Pela eterna falta de conforto.
Pela luta constante.
Pela não desistência.
Rainy Night in the Seas of the World
Notes on Time.
Time is a corridor full of pictures.
Paintings of places, memories and meanings.
Space and furniture
The hours are leaves and branches.
Waves and foam.
That we left along the journey.
There is no perfect time. Just a combination of pain. Joys and memories
Without them, we are not space.
With their shadow, we do not live in space.
The images produced by time are divided into real and imagined.
These last ones, the slow ones, the most beautiful ones, are the ones we really keep in our memory.
Small boats sail between large ships.
Storms leave trails of calm.
The seas collide in slow motion.
And the water reflects the colors of hours that passed without us even realizing it
Which is still noon.
There's still half a day left.
In the 2023 summer season, Neriage joins Stella Artois to talk about the pause and the images produced by time, using the sea as an image reference.
The sea is a great reflection of what happens in the sky - which is the purest form of time symbolism.
We are always in a hurry, with urgencies, ephemeral connections and a frenetic routine. We stop savoring the present. To value the now and the quality of our relationships. Our perception of
Time has changed, tomorrow arrives without us even having lived today.
The Neriage lifestyle joins the Stella Artois lifestyle in meeting the appreciation of the moment. Observation and care with details, the cult of time.
Alice Braga, Brazilian actress, is invited to represent this partnership.
"I learned to like flowers as much as geological faults."
Excerpt from the feature film "I travel because I need to, I come back because I love you", by Marcelo Gomes and Karim Ainouz, 2009.
This is the first collection (or chapter, as I like to call it), that doesn't talk about people, relationships or movements. I thought it wouldn't make sense to talk about something other than the feeling of longing and the intimacy we develop with the objects and noises around us. Or even the freedom we invent when dancing in our house and running in our thoughts.
Mircea Cartärescu, in the book Nostalgia, reports that he has enormous dreams, colored in dementia, full of sensations that he has never experienced in reality. I think that dreams and these sensations are, in fact, the closest thing we have to reality. "Imagination is not, as etymology suggests, the faculty of forming images of reality; it is the faculty of forming images that surpass reality, that sing reality."
The true concept of imagination, defended by the French philosopher Gaston Bachelard, is the living imagination, which yields and conflicts with matter, brings the concreteness of the world to the field of creation.
In the Sonar chapter, Neriage's new summer 2022 collection, we seek to reimagine our classic pieces in shapes and colors that harmonize the ideas of breakage and fluidity. The feeling of nostalgia that accompanied us throughout the process was reflected in the details of crossed stitching, buttons and old trims. Some pleats also appear crossed and drapes are sometimes worked on opposite sides. The specific volumes in the models and the aged colors refer to the active imagination of the present past.
The work "Sentimental Journey", by Japanese photographer Nobuyoshi Araki, which features a portrait of his wife lying on an old boat, was the point of inspiration for the conception of the audiovisual material - which reflects the feeling of belonging to the environment, in contrast to the desire for freedom that always echoes.
The collection also features shoes developed in partnership with Bluebird Shoes and pieces printed with works by artist Gabriella Garcia, our guest in this edition.
Flash means a sudden shine, a spark or a flash. I like to think of life as several flashing moments. They make us change routes, divert choices or dive into them. I imagine that these moments are what bring the curves on our map and give movement to our story.
I see several discussions around what is prudent to do at this moment, which reflects the reality of what we are experiencing. It's strange to talk about this because something is a reflection of its time, only much later. So, what should clothes convey? What meaning should they have? Show dreams, reality, reflect new behavior or rescue things from the past that bring us some comfort? The concern should be more than ever to find the truths that permeate our goals, our purposes. And be firmly connected to them.
I started thinking about this collection at the end of last year and, no, I've never had so much time to develop one. And for those who work in creation, this can seem like a good thing or a maddening thing. Time has this duality for us. I ended up skipping a season because I understood that it wasn't time to launch a new story, but to observe others and understand mine.
From the beginning I felt the desire to talk about the meaning of Home, the place where we feel safest. At the same time, it brings us so many memories, it makes us feel part of a map of places and people, events that shape our path and change our route - and become part of who we are.
After all, home is not necessarily the place where we live, but where we deposit our dreams, our expectations and above all where we meet ourselves. And now I realize that, more than ever, this meaning has a special meaning in a scenario where everything seems so out of sync, with everyone so worried about a time that doesn't even exist yet.
Muhammed Farris, the first and only Syrian citizen in space, also got an interesting impression of the meaning of home. He said, in an interview with the documentary “Human Flow” by Chinese artist Ai WeiWei, that when he was suspended in gravity, seeing the Earth from a completely external perspective, we all looked like one thing. Lands separated by immense stretches of water that connect us more than they divide us. And how insanity this constant fight between human beings for the meaning of territory seems, when in fact we all live together in the same space, sharing the same connections.
Therefore, wouldn't House be more what we build during our lives than the space we occupy? Where we are, who we are with and what we did. A pile of references from the 90s and cartoons. Of 60s music and grandmother's clothes. From knee injuries from running in the street. Of changing cities and schools, and people we met during that time. A map of where we are and what we've been, because there's no point in a passport if it doesn't tell you where you've really been.
Lampejo is inspired by the book “My house is where I am” by Igiaba Scego, where she talks about building a map of ancient Somalia where she lived, and the Rome where she grew up and identifies as her home.
We work with Neriage's most iconic tones, such as red and royal blue. A mix of light, satiny and structured fabrics that also reflect our not belonging to defined seasons, but to chapters of a story that is transmitted through touch and the relationship with time.
The bags and hats in this collection were a partnership with MUSEU A CASA and UNHCR. Through the INTERNATIONAL HUMANITARIAN FRATERNITY, we co-created the bags and hats with indigenous women of the Warao ethnic group, refugees from Venezuela. From the sale of these bags and hats, part of the proceeds will go back to the cause.
When I started walking, I didn't know where I was going. But I think that's the fun of every trail, not knowing where it's going to lead. The tops of the trees covered the sky, but not completely. You could still hear the sound of the wind over the canopies. If you close your eyes, you can feel Brazil just through the sound. Feel with your feet. "The trail is the best thing about this country." I heard it there. I discovered that Pindorama is hidden in the rocks. Because from the savannah to the tropical forest there is crystal on every corner and we shine on every satellite.
People shine on all satellites.
Trail is not exactly about people or places, but about what little you notice about them. Also inspired by the poems of Manoel de Barros in the book "Menino do Mato", the collection follows the idea of being a continuation of the previous ones, starting with sand tones and going through earthy, red, green tones and ending with navy and purple tones. - like a path through a living Brazil, full of textures, curves and juxtapositions. Because there is little walking, little is known about here:
"Brazil doesn't know Brazil" and the brave Brazilian people with so much history in this copper-colored land."
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