449. I don’t define myself as a Stylist or as a Designer.  I prefer to call myself an Artist of Fashion.

449. I don’t define myself as a Stylist or as a Designer.  I prefer to call myself an Artist of Fashion.

I started my big adventure breathing the thin air of fashion at home together with the strong influence of art in Florence.

I don’t like to be defined as a stylist or as a designer but rather as a fashion artist; one who likes to turn simple white cotton canvases into exquisite brocades.

During my artistic life, which I call my big adventure, I learned a lot from simply observing the world around me.

I started studying shapes and colours at the Art Institute of Porta Romana.  There I assimilated the techniques of printing on fabrics, setting colours on different fabrics, blending colours and creating that harmony that transforms a simple canvas into a beautiful dress.

Florence, the cradle of the Renaissance, enhanced my artistic education. Living in Florence, a city that reflects art in all its forms, helps you to see the way shapes and colours are combined and amplified to create a natural predisposition to artistic creation, regardless of whether it is a painting, a statue or a building.

Over time I have realized that my education has allowed me to see beyond, beyond what we normally see before our eyes.
It is like having the gift to see art expressing itself in every aspect of the world around.

Had I not started in the fashion world I would have liked to be an architect…  I have carried on some small personal projects as an architect, like the beach house in Castiglioncello on the Tuscan coast, in my homes in Panzano in Chianti and in my house in Florence.

If your desire is to pursue a career in the fashion world my advice is to start studying the History of Art. In this way you will discover many of the beautiful things we have inherited from the genius of our ancestors and, together with your own observation of Creation and the infinite beauty that nature gives us each day, you will receive a powerful continuous source of inspiration!

Do not fail to come to Florence, one of the most beautiful cities in the world.  If you decide to visit, let me know I will offer you an “aperitivo” at Caffè Giacosa.

I LOVE YOU

Roberto Cavalli Blog

448. The Emotions you carry with you…

448. The Emotions you carry with you…

My fashion was becoming more and more singular and distinctive.
With the help of a talented young designer my fashion began to be known as the fashion choice for the Red Carpet.

With my ability to create fantasies like paintings and his techniques in shaping the dresses we conquered the showbiz world. Actresses and singers vied for the most glamorous and sexy dresses, simple shapes, long dresses, colourful prints photographed onto their flowing fabrics.

I often created two dresses for Jennifer Lopez for the same evening. One was long, eye-catching, sexy, very glamorous for the Red Carpet. The other was short, very short, shiny, tight yet allowing her to move freely and dance during the concerts.
 
Flash… flash… a life of flashes… Camera flashes? Yes, even those, but above all many flashes in my mind, so many, perhaps too many to remember. Emotions driven by a range of events – from small ones to very big ones.  It was a very particular time in my life where the events and the emotions happened at such a fast pace that it was impossible for me to fully savour the pleasure!

I remember a big charity event in Beverly Hills with more than a hundred tables set with silk tablecloths printed with my animal prints. They created such a fashionable, fun, positive atmosphere, a very Cavalli-style mood. The evening ended with a fashion show. The model of honour was Halle Berry! A woman of unforgettable sweetness. She was wonderful!  When you encounter a person who has your own vulnerability and simplicity, you feel as though you have always been friends!

We walked together for the runway finale in front of more than a thousand guests. Everybody was dressed to perfection for such an important event. The most important people were there and they stood to show their admiration and appreciation.

Halle Berry held my hand tightly and If I relaxed my hand she held it even more tightly as if she were saying: “Do not leave me now!”.
How I wish my words could fully express all the emotions that in that moment filled my heart!

Those are the kind of emotions that we carry inside us forever…

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Roberto Cavalli Blog

447. An Oasis in the Centre of Scandinavia…

447. An Oasis in the Centre of Scandinavia…

Stora Rullingen is the original name of this island, but for me it is Cavalli Island. It is as though I have been drawn here by destiny.

Cavalli Island is an oasis. An oasis in the middle of Scandinavia, in Sweden. Scandinavia comprises three kingdoms, Denmark, Norway and Sweden. Cavalli Island has Viking origins with the ruins of a stronghold dating back to the eleventh century.

I confess that the first time I visited Cavalli Island I was enchanted by the tranquility and the special atmosphere that hovers over this island.

Oasis? Perhaps the description that best suits it is Paradise on Earth! Mother Nature has decided to populate the island with deer, hares, beavers, moose. It is normal to catch a glimpse of hawks and eagles.

The stables are occupied by two beautiful horses. When I go riding Lupo follows me with his fiancé, Vilma.

Here I really feel at ease, in close contact with nature. A nature that reminds me everyday how lucky we are and especially how much inspiration nature gives us every day. A nature whose rules and laws regulate the rhythm of life, without the need for written laws, police, judges and courts.  All obey.

I often wonder what animal I would be, perhaps an eagle. I have always been attracted to flying, it gives me a sense of freedom. Looking at the world from up there gives me a different perspective.

Liberty, freedom, are words that encompass a multitude of meanings. During my daily walks I like to meet the animals in their natural habitat that they share with me in this corner of paradise in the middle of one of the largest lakes in Europe.

I wonder why we humans cannot live as well as animals do, in complete freedom, in total respect of nature…

What happened to the Hippies? Where is the movement that started in the ’60’s and promised to give us the secret of happiness.  Freedom was their imperative…

Maybe we should all search for our origins, to try to live in close contact with nature, with the world around us and face the day with a smile every morning…

I LOVE YOU

Roberto Cavalli Blog