Colors, textures, volumes, the way a garment catches light in a specific place, all of it carries information. It extends what I do not say on stage. A way to make the invisible visible, to let an intention be understood before the first note.
This week, Paris Fashion Week left me with images that kept living inside me, until they translated into music.
I saw the unveiling of the new Louboutin collection. There was a feeling of a turning point in the air, the sense of opening a new page, of committing to a new gesture.
I saw the Drôle de Monsieur show. The founders, Dany Dos Santos and Maxime Schwab, come from Dijon, and their slogan, Not From Paris Madame, carries something proud and light at the same time, like an elegant answer to every imaginary ceiling. I also loved seeing my friend Patrick Habirora walk. I introduced them during my showcase last Sunday in the Grand Foyer of the Opéra Garnier, and I felt that natural connection, that moment when two worlds recognize each other without effort.
And then there was Yohji Yamamoto. People often say his shows protect, they wrap you, they take human fragility seriously, as if clothing became an intimate armor, a uniform for crossing our era without losing yourself. I had the honor of meeting him. His aura is real, calm, almost physical. We understood each other in very few words. I was struck by that energy some masters carry. A presence that does not crush, it lifts. You leave with the desire to work better, more honestly, more simply.
I ended the week on Friday with the creations of Louis Gabriel Nouchi. He dressed me for my run of Olympias in Paris in 2023. His show, alien, rhythmic, dark, with a sci fi energy, embraces the night, strangeness, desire, the future. With him, fashion can become a complete fiction.
I want to use this Piano Scene on fashion to salute the commitment and creativity of my stylist, Antoine Négrevergne. Behind these moments on stage, there is a responsibility, to face the unexpected and the urgent without wavering, without tightening up, while relieving me as much as possible. Antoine is a precious ally, a full time member of my crew for three years now. He has never stepped back from any of the challenges that have come our way.
Last night, I played at the United Nations in Geneva, still soaked in everything I had seen walk past my eyes this week. During the performance, I found myself thinking that intense weeks like these, when you truly live them, they feed you. They leave new materials in the mind, new colors. I do not speak on stage. But I watch. I collect. And I return to the piano with a wider narration, a sharper silhouette, as if everything around me were quietly coming back to strengthen the stories I tell through the keys.
Sincerely,
Sofiane Pamart
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