6 posts tagged “courtney”
in case you hadn't heard, c sold her bed! in fact, turns out it sold the night of the opening. there's a good sign!
i'm looking forward to only having to dismantle and reinstall it one more time.
coming to limn for the opening of "new moves," furniture by local designers including my insanely talented wife, courtney skott. limn is one of the top furniture showrooms in the country, where you can hardly buy a stool for less than $10k, so come on by and watch with us as the rich folks arm wrestle over who gets to buy her bed. if it's raining like today maybe we can even get them to mud wrestle. it'll rock. friday 11/17 6-8pm.
we spent most of the last two days installing the bed inside the space, and it's a beautiful gallery, with an equally beautiful courtyard out front. it'd be worth it for that even if the bed weren't going to be there.
official invite:
oh so many interesting things happening in her life that i want to share with you:
* we finally got her complete website launched this morning. which made me realize, i haven't launched an actual website outside of work since, oh, 1999? fun! check out the nifty right-aligned background pattern. also the totally hot photo on the about page. finished with the help of our talented coder pal bart solowiej.
* she started working this morning for ted boerner, a company she's been interested in for years. it's part-time for now but the possibilities are huge, and she's really excited about it, particularly the opportunity to get exposure to the high-end furniture production process.
* she and her cloud bed are going to be featured in an upcoming issue of surface magazine, in a piece on the best new furniture student work of 2006.
* and the cloud bed is also going to be showcased in an upcoming 25th anniversary show at limn in november. limn is one of the top furniture showrooms in the country, so getting into the show is a pretty big deal.
If you could only save one thing in a house fire (thing, not person), what would it be and why?
Submitted by donnunn.
Any (or all) of Courtney's furniture pieces. I can't imagine losing those.
For Burning Man this year, several clever people had the idea that we should build an art gallery for our camp. How clever! In the middle of the craziest art happening of the year, let's confine our contribution to bad art atop a couple of easels and pedestals, then serve box white wine in tiny cups and cheese cubes on a tray and demand that people quietly stand, sip, and observe. Said clever people then went and got very busy, leaving me with the job of pulling together all the pieces, which includes actually building the stupid display easels and pedestals.
Courtney, despite repeated protestations, has been very helpful. And by "helpful," what I mean is, "showing me how to do everything because I'm clueless when it comes to making anything you can't hit ctrl-z to undo." She designed the structures, measured the lengths, figured out how to cut up the plywood for optimal usage, took me to the lumber yard, and instructed the extraordinarily short man who operated the giant saw thing that sliced the plywood into manageable pieces.
All of which was very sweet of her, but when it came to the assembling, she assured me, I was on my own.
It's one thing to know that you're bad at something, but it's
something else to actually try to do that thing and discover just how bad at it you can
actually be. Especially when you're with somebody who's been doing it so long it looks almost effortless. So while I spent 4 hours struggling and cursing as I tried to assemble a couple of cheap-ass easels, Courtney, working next to me, quickly bangs out a seriously clever idea for a trash can and also a gray water disposal pool. Every once in a while she looks up at me thrashing around over in the corner and half-smiles. I am suffering.
Stupid talented people. Whatever. I'm better @ parties.
On an unrelated note, this new OutKast album is wildly uneven.
