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OUTER PEACE
Does inner peace imply outer peace? A peace born not in stillness, but in motion. Not apart from the world, but within it. A peace which accepts that mind and body are in constant dialogue with their surroundings. That where we are shapes who we are, how we think, breathe and move. That peace is a natural state, and that being of nature, and in nature, is a catalyst to said state. Peace is often treated as a destination, but what if peace was kinetic? Something to be moved towards and the in-turn byproduct of that movement? Outer Peace is this enquiry. A campaign. A call. A symbol. Not a slogan, but a system rooted in physical instinct.

BETWEEN BEING AND BECOMING
To wear Arc’teryx is to step into adventure. To embrace movement, struggle, ascent. Warm breath pulled through cold air. The feel of fabric as an asset to function, not just in service of fashion. This is not costume. It’s communion with environment. Elemental and instinctual. Yet even the most technical garments are not where this brand begins. Arc’teryx arrives with a principle. An appreciation for the liminality of existence. Our state of active suspension. The dialogue between being and becoming that we engage with every time we get up and start our day, moving through the world. This is the heart of Arc’teryx—not a brand in the usual sense, but a myth in flux. Not the summit, but the act of getting there. Arc’teryx has always operated in this dynamic between gear and gesture. Between the technical and the natural.

UNIVERSAL PATTERNS
The Archaeopteryx lithographica. Not a logo, but a glyph. A bone white fossil. An echo. An ancient creature caught in stone, neither bird nor dinosaur, both future and past. Just as Arc’teryx proposes a symbolic gesture rather than a logo, so too does Outer Peace reveal itself through universal patterns. Comprised of three concentric circles. Mind. Body. Nature. A diagram that begins with the self and spirals outward. Vertical lines cut through it like terrain features. Each one a threshold. Each one a challenge. Concentric and overlapping, like the rings of a tree or the strata contained within rock and ice. The whorl of our fingertips, a curling sigil. In ancient numerology, the number three symbolised harmony. Birth, life, death. Past, present, future. Mind, body, spirit. A perfect structure—not because it is simple, but because it is whole. A Pythagorean redux for the new millennium. Outer Peace borrows this logic. The system can stretch, distort, disconnect. Peace can fracture. But it can also return.
The visual language is deliberate, minimal, and immediate. A distillation of complex truths into a single, graphic gesture. Like the Taijitu symbol illustrating Yin and Yang, the concept of opposing yet complementary forces existing as a complete whole. Because clarity is not the absence of complexity. It is its elegant compression. We understand it regardless of cultural context, registering shape and understanding the universal logic that informs it.

PRACTICE IS PERFORMANCE
Outer Peace requires us to move outward through nature, and inward through self. Not just the physical crossing of space, but a psychological crossing of thresholds. An act of realignment. It is not mind over matter but rather mind and matter as one.To enter a kind of pilgrimage, forsaking conquest for the euphoria of passing through. A moment where breath and body align, where movement becomes meditation.
That is the most important shift of all: to stop imagining peace as dead stillness, instead experiencing it as a pulse. A rhythm. A state reached only by moving toward it. Through participation. Through perspiration. The principle we gather around, not the product. The code is there for those who look. In the weathered line of a mountain face. In the spiralling loops of a diagram. In the quiet act of walking out the door. Outer Peace is not just a campaign. It’s a condition. A recalibration of what we think peace looks like and where it can be found. Not apart from life but integrated within it. Not after the storm, but often, right there inside the eye.





Photography: Sam Ledger
Photography: Sam Ledger