natalie kucken

The Terpsichoria



For Abigail Stewart's FW2014 collection. I'm not very good at putting my photographs' infrastructure into words so here is Abigail's musing about the base of the shoot

"The real name of FW2014 is "The Terpsichoria," a reference to a ship, but everyone on the team just calls it "The Scar." The Scar is the title of MiĆ©ville's 2003 masterpiece of fiction, a book that blew my face off the first time through. It is a bizarre, metaphysical mystery set on a floating pirate city, on an Earth-like planet, where whole civilizations exist underwater and diplomacy is carried out via submarine between human beings and formidable rock lobster centaurs who tattoo their tails with military decorations and tribal histories. The creatures in this book are terrifying, the plot even more so; and China, like Kafka, is obsessed with architecture, so the descriptive sketches of the marine worlds were enough to inspire years of work in themselves. I just needed one scene, for one collection. Each piece, I thought, could be part of the setting: fish bones, mussel shells, numbing metallic saltwater."


model is ella pearson
hair and makeup by caroline baribeau
tattoo art by katy farmer
assistants were jess olm and jordan holberg






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diary 27 (september 14)



Started the month camping on a private island in upstate new york- didn't see anyone at all for days. Spent days and days on end in the city purposefully wasting time in parks or shops or on my roof or at small hip hop art show things. Got on the wrong train going home alone at 4am an unacceptable amount of times. Kept the same few friends close more often than I'm used to for those weeks. Lost a lot of my quiet habits and it didn't end up making me feel better like I thought it would. Flew to Oregon and road tripped through Washington for the last two weeks of it- stole camp sites in Olympic national park and the Hoh rainforest, stayed with and wandered around tacoma and seattle with old and new friends. Being in an unfamiliar-surrounding mindset nonstop is where I thrive though I've never felt this at ease within it which is maybe better i can't tell. I keep having very haunting dreams I don't know what to do with because they're not what I feel during the day but when I first wake up they feel legitimate.






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