Life is too short to live ugly.
I think it's a mistake for Anthro to be selling this as furniture. On it's face, it's ridiculous. I wanted to see what rich description they would use to describe it and it turns out it's a commissioned piece. It should be sold as conceptual art. My interest is piqued to do a little more research on the person and his work.Anthro describes his work as examining the often ons-sided relationship between man and nature where man often takes from nature but rarely gives back. It's an interesting concept. I'm not sure that a resin Eames-like form implanted into a decontructed wood furniture piece fully supports that concept though. As art it makes me question which is great--I think that is what art is for--but for Anthropologie to sell this as furniture does it a disserive.
oh, dear, before I read the other comments I thought I was looking at a port-a-potty seat. You know, for when a guest forgot to bring an extra Depends. I wouldn't have thought Great-great-auntie shopped at Anthro, but then, I enjoy browsing at UO....
That is just bad bad bad. I've seen something similar in the trash cage outside of a nursing home.
I take my toilet seat with me?
There are times when I look at "art" and feel like I'm living in the Emperor's New Clothes.I like a lot of art. I like modern art. But I don't always like art that takes itself too seriously. I don't like this.
First impression? Great concept for doing your business with your voyeur friends gathered round. But 1800.?! Art or not I will get my jollies elsewhere Love this series Raina!Debra
Where do you attach the handle so it can convert to a car seat/baby carrier? Or the tray to make it a high-chair? Oh, you don't? Well then.
They have lost their minds. It doesn't work as art OR furniture.
those are some very expensive potty seats! i'm certainly not buying..
I hope they didn't just use school glue.
I thought it was a wierd restaurant baby seat. Otherwise, what Jeannine said, "Emperor's new clothes".
Having stumbled over from the Downeast Dilettante (stumbled being the operative word, it being High-Season "Downeast, Where Cocktail Hour Always Falls First"), and seeing that sensibilities re: good snark and better living through catalogs are shared, let us point out that Anthropologie's $1800 price tag absolutely tips off that the Merchandising PTB at U.O/Anthropologie Amalgamated is F*&KING WITH US! Remember that dreadful little Fluffer's Revenge of a Show on Sundance Channel a while back called "Man Shops Globe", in which some royally-inclined (read: queen) bitch called in his chits as Anthro Home Goods "Head-Buyer"(as it were) to travel to distant lands hither and far in pursuit of impoverished artisans and developing-country craftsmen, cajoling them to enter into piece work contracts for swift manufacture and delivery of even more "Shop Exclusives" (read: pre 99 Cent Store clearance bin), that can be initially marketed at a "Handmade" (i.e. ridiculously high) price point. Well, even a gen-u-ine, right-entitled, first-class travellin' member of the House of Shop-Girl royalty needs her some downtime, and somehow H.B.I.C.'s personal collection of custom-fitted, hand-tooled (don't ask) and always discreet, travel-ready "relaxation relief appliances" (read: rim-chair) got mixed up with her Majesty's sample cases as the latest buying excursion concluded and the royal entourage was compelled to checkout from the Bangkok Boys Club Hotel. Those work-product trunks, stuffed to the bursting with even more examples of the local populace's sweatshop efforts, destined to be eventually offered as Tribute/Hostess Gift to any of the Desperately Real New York Fishwives at an upcoming summer weekend Hamptons house-party, in a brilliant Sundance-Bravo network product-placement cross-promotion strategy (Andy Cohen doesn't "look that way" just by chance)! Once U.O./Anthro Corporate got hold of said misdirected "sample cases", they figured, "let's make some $1800 Lemonade out of these... lemon-juice makers!" Yes, it's so obvious when pointed out, but sometimes it's hard to clear the forest for the pees... Hark! Is that an unescorted Tanqueray I hear beckoning? I simply must get back Downeast, but always happy to help clear Marketing and Merchandising's sometimes muddier backwaters...
^^ Uh, that may be the most incredible comment in the history of La Lamp Shade.
One of my readers left this comment? Without inviting me for a martini????I'm clearly going to have to work harder for comment rewards. (In the meantime, I hear some Bombay just screaming to be let out of the freezer and must go rescue it.
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