Hönnunardeild Listaháskóla Íslands

Sverrir Ingi Ingibergsson

Vive La Bimbo!

This project drifts between the dimly lit salons of the demimonde and the glowing screens of today, tracing two women who exist through image, desire, and control. Through my research, I uncover how the cocotte of the Belle Époque and the modern social media influencer mirror one another, both shaping what is seen as desirable, untouchable, and endlessly watched. They exist just outside respectability (reality?), yet quietly define it. From this tension, I create my own figure, the demimond influencer, a persona sculpted through exaggeration, distortion, and styling, existing beyond time. Where the body becomes a spectacle and identity is something carefully and deliberately performed.

María Vignir útskriftarnemi í grafískri hönnun ræddi við Sunnudags Moggan um útskriftarverkefnið sitt, sem að er ljósmyndabók með myndum langaafa hennar.

Ljósmyndirnar hans langafa María Vignir er nýútskrifaður grafískur hönnuður. Lokaverkefni hennar var ljósmyndabók með verkum eftir langafa hennar, ­ljósmyndarann Sigurhans Vignir.

Fríða Björk Pétursdóttir

The primary colours give me a familiar feeling, they bring me ease. The white colour as a resemblance to paper, carrying all the colors in the world. The absence of black and dark colors in the line is how it should be. Inside they are full of light. Light that holds stories and wonders. Some of which are hidden, some who have yet to appear and some who have already been written.

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Jökull Þór Ellertsson útskriftarnemi í vöruhönnun ræddi við Ísland í dag, um útskriftarverkefnið sitt, Ég elska elska.

Ísland í dag - Ég elska elska - Vísir „Það brosa allir þegar þeir sjá sýninguna,“ segir útskriftarneminn. Sindri kynnti sér Ég elska elska í Íslandi í dag en innslagið má sjá hér.

Stella Michiko

Birds of a feather, Jeanne forever

In this project, I explore how fragility and strength coexist by looking to Saint Jeanne d’Arc. Her transformation from war hero to saint embodies a duality where vulnerability and resilience coexist within the same narrative.
Jeanne’s legacy unfolds through symbols that extend beyond narrative into material form. The bird emerged as a guiding motif, both delicate and forceful. Icelandic duck and ptarmigan feathers, salvaged, hand-plucked one by one, are assembled into evolving silhouettes. Through accumulation, the fragile becomes structural. The garments exist in a state of transformation, where softness holds power, and strength reveals itself through delicacy.

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Hafberg Sól Jóhanns

The leader, the vocal, the dancer, the rapper, the visual & the maknae

These six roles make up the tried-and-tested recipe of the perfect K-Pop band. Since becoming a fan in 2016, I’ve been deeply inspired by the striking visual worldbuilding that is fundamental to the genre. I wanted to explore this aspect of K-Pop through fashion and create my own band inspired by this worldbuilding.

Each role is personified with a corresponding look in this collection that explores each member’s personalities and interconnected dynamics through colour, silhouettes and fabrics. To construct the silhouettes, I forged my own draping technique, which I’ve dubbed the hoisting technique.

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Hulda Kristín Hauksdóttir

Life is a Cabaret

This collection is inspired by the musical Cabaret, set in a Berlin kabarett club in 1929-30 where all is good but the shadows of the n**i regime will soon start to loom.

LEAVE YOUR TROUBLES OUTSIDE .....
SO - LIFE IS DISAPPOINTING? FORGET IT!
IN HERE LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL ….

The world is a stage, life is a cabaret, and in this work clothing is seen through performance, as performance, and as a way to tell the story. Each look is an act, drawn as a number from the show.

PUT DOWN THE KNITTING, THE BOOK AND THE BROOM.
TIME FOR A HOLIDAY.
LIFE IS A CABARET, OLD CHUM.
COME TO THE CABARET.

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Kristrún Rut H.Antonsdóttir

Left behind is a rock in a strange place…

There’s a cracking sound in the wooden floor and a tap on the window. Outside it’s pitch black. Heavy feet drag towards a long awaited reformation that occurs in the light of new day. Left behind is a rock in a strange place. Others like it can be found. Where there once stood a night-troll, a new shape is found, intertwined with the Icelandic nature. Rocks in the ground, tales buried in shapes and colors which I hold in my hand and collect to feel connection. Soft energy radiates from the hard surface, like wool that wraps and entangles the body. The weight of the stone pulls and deconstructs the loops of simplicity while the threads get stronger from twisting. Contrasts and harmony are spun in the cracking of darkness and day.

Helgi Þorleifur Þórhallsson

The Outlaw

Few dared to traverse the snow covered deserts of Iceland’s highlands. In this isolated place, the Outlaws, former fashion-samurai-vikings, lived in peace. But an old commander of theirs, now a power hungry Lord, feared that their mere existence was a threat to his rule. One night, the peace was suddenly broken in a merciless attack on their home by two former colleagues taking orders from the Lord. Led forward by the spirit of the Goddess of war, the Outlaws travel across the snowy landscape with only one thing on their mind: revenge.