Last Friday I found the energy to go up to London to see
Tent London, part of Design Week. There were a number of pop-ups and exhibitions
throughout the city but I concentrated on this one exhibition which comprised
both Super Brands downstairs and new designers, including student work, on the
upper floor.
One of the first displays which literally caught my
attention with an explosion of colour was the ‘Banish Beige’ display by
parriswakefield. They have been working with a charity for young people called ‘Outof the Dark’, which gives new life to lots of the old brown furniture which
used to be thrown away but which is now often donated to be Up-cycled.
I admired the creativity of Jess Shaw, here she had woven a
willow frame and covered it with ‘old man’s beard’ to make a lamp shade.
There seemed to be a vogue for furniture which rocks, swings
and spins.
I spoke to a young woman from the Tartu Art College in
Estonia and even tried out the green upholstered chair with a hole in the
centre; I didn't fall through but probably liked the fabric better than the
chair design.
There were young designers brave enough to be working in
virtual studios, and these included Rebecca Robertson a recent graduate in
embroidery for fashion. The most beautiful work was that by Lou Gardiner who
was showing digitally printed floor cushions and quilts; some of these had the
most intricate stitching and beading. The one I most coveted was in dark sumptuous
colours in highly stroke able velvet. Take a look, she has a blog.
I saw the Crafted in Kyoto stand where a skilled craftsman was
weaving a bamboo ‘stool’, I walked round the display of beautifully crafted
products from Ireland, and saw the extremely boring display of Women of Iceland
in the Olympus Image Space. There was just too much to take in and remember,
but I am hanging onto the Maroc Tribal card, as I really would love to buy
myself one of their vintage Moroccan carpets.
Lunch was at Rosa’s Café, like me
you may think this was a traditional café but once inside I realized it was a
Thai Café, but based on a traditional café, with mint tea served in a red
spotted teapot and fish cakes in an enamel bowl but with lovely carved carrot
leaves as decoration. There were many street food stands but I didn't find them
until later, and by then a strawberry milk shake in Spitalfield’s Market fitted
the bill. I managed to find a bus back to the South Bank and stuck in a traffic
queue I had a great view up the Pinnacle which is just being completed.
And so home,not by boat, just a train.