One day, while pouring the last handful of beans from the bag into the coffee machine, I realized I was about to throw away something very beautiful—the coffee bag.
Black, orange, and silvery, adorned with whoever’s idea of lettering and featuring textures approved during meetings. They existed for about a couple of weeks—from unpacking to the trash bin—and at some point, I started feeling sorry for them. It’s like feeling sorry for a brilliant idea you failed to capture.
I started collecting them, then melting them: in a press, with Teflon, and in a cold press. At that moment, the bag stops being just a bag and becomes a resilient, strange material with its own nature and history. The coffee foil emerges through the layers like a tattoo, black polyethylene fuses into lace, and the orange, blue, and red colors refuse to yield, overlapping some of the prints even after remelting.
From this, I sew different «wallets.» Small ones (palm-sized) for two cards and a folded bill, and large ones: for several drip bags—so I can toss them in a bag and go somewhere that doesn’t have good coffee, but has boiling water.
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gothic
Black pouches—they are like a visual metaphor for something dark yet alluring: silver foil peeking through clouds like moonlight, perforation resembling a wrought-iron lattice, black lace like gnarled tree branches winding in the night. This wallet looks as if it was discovered in the pocket of a coat worn by someone strolling through night-time St. Petersburg a hundred years ago, yet simultaneously as if it were just yesterday.
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Trim
Charms are small companions for a wallet. They rustle, jingle, catch onto zippers, purse handles, and fleeting glances. In the black series, these might be keychains and swords—a touch brooding, a touch theatrical; in the color series, they are simply bright charms with unique pendant shapes.
future implementation