I once bought a jacket at a flea market because the lining was better than the jacket. I took it home, photographed the inside, scanned part of the fabric, pulled colours from it, made a repeat print, and then never wore the jacket. That is probably the most honest description of my process.
In Berlin, I helped set up a video piece in a room where nothing worked properly except the coffee machine. The projector was wrong, the file was too heavy, someone had the wrong adapter, and the clothes were still being steamed while we were testing visuals. By the end, it looked better than the original plan. I learned to trust that a little.
My first “open source fashion” moment was not very glamorous. I found an old sewing diagram online, misunderstood half of it, made a very strange top, then posted the file anyway with notes about what had gone wrong. More people downloaded that than the clean version. I think people like seeing the seams.