/ HAVEN/
HOPE taught us to sing in the face of the gale.
HAVEN invites us to rest, sometimes amidst the storm.
/ Introduction /
This is a collection about arrival. Not at the finishing point, but at a place where the soul finds room to breathe. A sanctuary that doesn’t shield us from the world, but offers space to feel its weight without losing our footing. It’s the knowing that in the ebb and flow, there are places within us that remain unshaken.
In Singapore, we’re greeted each morning by birdsong, an unmistakable reminder that we live in a place brimming with life. Mynas hopping between kopitiam tables, kingfishers gliding low over reservoirs, and the unmistakable cry of the Koel cutting through the hum of dawn. The day we don’t hear birds will be a sad one. As a nod to this living soundscape, our infamous Koel appears unexpectedly and cheekily knitted into a cardigan, a little emblem of our everyday wild.
The prints draw from vintage bird illustrations — delicate and composed, perched in stillness. They sit against grounding tones and gentle stripes that speak of rhythm and rest. Colours are borrowed from the natural calm of still waters, softened skies, and moss-lined stone. Silhouettes are fluid yet assured, made for movement but anchored in form.
Inspired by the grace of Penitent Mary Magdalene by Artemisia Gentileschi, the muted warmth of An Autumn Afternoon by Yasujirō Ozu, and the resilience in Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind by Hayao Miyazaki, HAVEN holds space for softness without fragility.
"Every life-form, no matter how small, contains the outside universe within its internal universe." Miyazaki's quote reminds us that even the smallest life contains whole worlds, and in the same way, each detail in HAVEN carries its own weight — a reminder to pause, look closely, and hold space for the beauty that lives beneath the surface.
HAVEN is where we exhale, not because the storm is over or because we are escaping from the world, but because we’ve found a place to rest.