Furniture Reporter

Today, People often pursue Happiness through Consumption. I would like to promote a Lifestyle which is focused on filling Space with Slow, Timeless, Quality products, made of Materials that have the ability to develop a Patina. These products should also be Sexy and Futuristic by the power of Form and smooth Details which will help enhance the products Durability.

To influence the relationship between the consumer and the product is my main objective. It will therefore be relevant to focus on the use of materials that develop a patina, to make it attractive over time. But delivering the message, and promoting the lifestyle which results in this “healthy relationship” is, in my case, just as important as the product itself. The visual expression of the products play an inportant role in this process because humans have problems parting with something beautiful.

The purpose of my project is to show that it’s possible to invest in products rather than buying them on impulse, and that this is the road to material happiness. I believe that many manufacturers underestimate the consumers by offering cheap, low quality products. The consumers have gotten used to replacing their products after a short time believing that this is the way to go. In many ways the relationship has gone through an inflation resulting in a ”disposable lifestyle”.

The goal is to make people see the value of “quality living” versus “quantity living”, and then create the products that fit in with this lifestyle. Shapes, use of materials and function, are all parameters of design which influences the way we appreciate our things, and I will therefore try to use these as tools to reach my goal.

My project may be nostalgic in the sense that we probably had a healthier relationship to our belongings in the fifties, but that’s where it ends. I’d like to develop a similar feeling of value to a style that fit the 21. century. The style must also stand the different periods og ”fashion”. To me, fashion dosn’t really exist. If you have confidence in yourself, you don’t need fashion. If you try to follow fashion, you’re allready behind it. Good design is timeless, that’s why I can say that I like old products without beeing nostalgic. Because it’s not the fact that it’s old that makes me like it, it’s simply the fact that it’s good design.

It is important to use materials which are environmentally friendly and support systems for disassembly, but it is still important to keep the products valuable. If recycling legitimize mass consumption, then we have lost. If the industry of the 21st century is to be sustainable, we need to tighten both ends, and I’ve decided to focus on generating values, both material and emotional.

I am a blessed kiddo.

Nels & I got this table for FREE last week…

From sweet Miss Betty, who called me “babe.”

Goodbye, miserable, trashy, torn-up card table.

Yahweh provides. 

Here’s to: dinner parties and a soon-to-begin tradition of family meals at the Carlson table! Heck yeah.

And yes, you’re invited.

I finished up the altered computer desk and made a video for youtube.

Here’s the description, “Collaboration City is a collaborative art project between the artist Sue Clark a.k.a Perpetualplum and Mr. Merrill’s 4th grade class. The finished piece (an altered desk) will be auctioned off at the Scholls Country Festival Dinner and Auction, Oct. 4, 2008, 6pm at the Oregon Heritage Farms.  All proceeds benefit Groner Elementary School in Hillsboro, Oregon”

I’m so happy that it is finished!  I’ll let the piece speak for itself.  My fingers are crossed that the desk will do well.

Small Spiderweb

• Description: The perfect home for house spiders!
  
• Rarity: Common
  
• Category: Furniture, Seasonal
• Estimated Value: 18000
• Notes: Only available in the month of October, at night.
• Wearable Locations: None
• Effects: None
• ID: 297
• Available: Ghost Ship
  

It is amazing therapy to get rid of all of the old furniture in your house. I used to walk into my livingroom and have flashbacks of the first time my pervert Uncle let me know that I was beginning to grow “titties.” It was supposed to be our secret that he noticed them. It was so good to throw that furniture away with its ugly brown and light brown stripes. The ugy blue carpet with the brown lining that I experienced the worst pain ever…..at age 17when I did not get one single Christmas present but was forced to watch my sister open up hers. My Aunt, the evil bitch, practically had an orgasm as she made me sit there, looking at me, to see if I would cry. I didn’t. I dropped out of school; I got a job; I moved out. I spent two years hopping apartments until somebody gave me an opportunity and let me sign a lease for my very own place.

Those horrible brown and golden lamps that haven’t worked for years just sitting there taking up space and illuminating memories that I prefer to keep in the dark. Those horrible glass tables that reflected back my fear and would not allow me to hide anywhere. I’m so glad the furniture is gone. It was like the family just transferred the furniture from one house to another so that no matter where I lived, the furniture would follow me; remind me.

It is amazing to me that all of my children helped to break that furniture down to the floor. The couch tried to handle the abuse but my children were fierce. The jumped it down. They spilled everything all over the carpet so that no one could ever lay on it again. They broke the glass tables to insure that there would be no salvaging them. Oh my mother was pissed. Secretly, I was happy and thrilled. Sometimes, I’d jump on the coach too.

My son decided that he would abuse the couch further by taking the scissors and just cutting off pieces of the fabric and then deny that he did, even while the scissors were in his hand. I’d pretend to scold him, but inside, I wanted him to shred the couch to a million pieces. By the time we were through with the furniture, we were too embarrassed to have company in the house. Joshua finally told his grandmother that he could not invite his friends over to play PSP because he was embarrassed about the house. Finally, my mother gave in to the idea of new furniture; something that I have been begging to do for several years. I finally won and it was my own son being a good little man and unafraid to speak his mind that freed me and placed that shame on my mother; she ignored my pleas and reasons to replace that couch for years refusing to acknowledge my pain because she choose to not see. To replace the furniture meant that she would have to admit knowing and acknowledging.

I’m not giving her a single penny to replace that furniture. I think I have already paid enough. But, I’m damn sure getting my piano and a new giant HDTV 50 inch television. This way, I can sit on the new couch with my kids and create good memories with our new furniture.