Monday, February 15, 2010
I have coveted, admired, dribbled over the Phillip Starck juicer for, oh, about twenty years. Starckie himself said, "Its purpose is to start conversations, not make juice." Well. Why should something so beautiful perform such a mundane function? Because, like a cast iron pot belly stove or a wooden boat, if it don't work, you can only look at it for so long.
It works. Joy. And I HAVE one. It's mine. A tiny wooden house makes for the judicious pruning of possessions that lack beauty or usefulness - and this icon of design makes me very, very happy. Thanks, Our Sunshine!