The Mexico City government gave Omelette, an interior and industrial design group, the equivalent of US $3000 to renew Calle Regina, a rundown old street of little shops and restaurants in the city’s downtown. “The renovation of 23 popular restaurants and stores on Mexico City’s historic Regina Street.
Posts Tagged ‘furniture design’
This is artist Donald Judd’s loft in Soho, maintained as a museum and open for viewing after recent restorations. It was one of the first artist’s lofts in Soho – not to mention in New York – and is now almost the paradigmatic example of loft living. Judd bought the entire 1870’s industrial building for 70,000 in 1968 and moved in with his family.
Joe Colombo, 1930 – 1971, a prolific Italian architect, designer, artist and filmmaker, produced a substantial, instantly recognizable body of work before dying far too young at 41. 60s space age design owes much of its look to Colombo, who seemed to innately understand the capabilities of new injected molded plastics and other contemporary materials and who innovated with them to explore ergonomics and a kind of space age psychedelia.
When this old Italian farmhouse was renovated, boards salvaged from outbuildings were brought in to make doors, beams and furniture. I’ve had this magazine clipping on my bulletin board for five years and have never grown tired of it. The beautiful bed, which probably works because of the thickness of the slabs and the buttery colour, wouldn’t actually be that hard to make if you had access to long heavy planks like these, but admittedly that’s a big if.
A quasi-surreal or space age ‘Polished Steel Coffee Table’ by Italian architect and designer Gabriella Crespi looks like a metal crystal formation of some kind. It’s circa 1970s, year unknown. Very beautiful as well as multifunctional. The staggered leaves are retractable, like drawers, and it’s covered with a mirror-finish steel.
Every time I see this Todd Merrell Antiques magazine ad, which I find weirdly compelling, I invariably end up at his website and am suddenly transported into some dark Middle Earth underworld, where I feel I might be asked to retrieve an amulet with the help of a talking dog with eyes as big as saucers or something.