Chair of the Day: Burnt Beauty
Okay, someone please tell me what the hell I’m missing here. You see, this chair isn’t just a burned chair, it’s art. Or at least that what artist, Maarten Baas and Art World Magazine would like you to think.
In the real world (where I live) this is an original Red and Blue Chair, designed by Gerrit Rieveld in 1918. These are now in museums! Baas took a blowtorch to one, along with a lot of other iconic originals, for a show called “Where There’s Smoke.” Do you think he sold any? Probably.
Apparently, “through the process of destruction, he gives history new relevance.”
I say, “What the [expletive]?” Who does this Baas guy think he is, Jeff Koons? They certainly belong in the same clubhouse. The way I see it, if you’re Marcel Wanders and you want to burn your own furniture. Fine. But it’s laughable to suggest that by burning someone else’s chair you’re creating “new relevance.” Give me a break.
Give me a break. And, if I am indeed missing something, please PLEASE! leave your thoughts. If you can convince me that I am, in fact, a philistine, I’ll say so out loud and send you a Design Hole Tee shirt.
Fire away.
3 Responses to “Chair of the Day: Burnt Beauty”
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Posted by Jennifer on December 9th, 2008 at 12:31 pm
Thank you! I’m glad it’s not just me.
But it does have me thinking. If I burn up some of the furniture in my basement can I sell it for double at this year’s garage sale?
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Posted by bronxelf on December 9th, 2008 at 2:34 pm
Probably not but I will mention that if you have a little time (HA, I know) and a good art and craft supply and some good design sense you can make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear. Which reminds me, I am >< to finishing that cabinet. It needs several more coats of poly on the top (Enough were applied to use it as a sideboard for Foodmas, but I’m not happy with the finish, and I’m currently out of foam brushes). As soon as it’s done (has to be this week, cause the little fiber optic Gothmas tree is going to sit on it) I’ll let you know.
No you aren’t missing a damned thing.
This is some arrogant, stupid shit right here.