Diez artistas en diez años
Hace diez años, Michael Anastassiades inició su colaboración con Flos, para acabar creando la colección IC. Esta lámpara icónica se inspiró originalmente en la trayectoria de una bola lanzada por un malabarista, en una reinterpretación de ese momento de suspensión en el espacio y en el tiempo. Para celebrar el 10.o aniversario de esta maravilla del equilibrio, Flos ha optado por realzarla con un nuevo acabado de oro, un material elegido no como sinónimo de lujo, sino de atemporalidad y de esa relación de amor y respeto que inspiran los objetos bien diseñados.
Para apoyar esta narrativa y como testimonio adicional del papel icónico que la lámpara IC tiene en el imaginario colectivo, Flos pidió a diez artistas, activos en diferentes disciplinas, que interpretaran el diseño. Con trabajos de fotografía, ilustración e incluso poesía, el grupo de talentos amplió la percepción de IC, mezclando las bellas artes, la ironía, la mundanidad y la elegancia en un portafolio festivo que expresa la fuerza de la visión de Anastassiades.
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David Luraschi
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Olya Oleinic
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Nicolas Kern
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Luis Úrculo
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Sany
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Eduard Sánchez Ribot
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Yago Castromil
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Oscar Grønner
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Aurielle Marie
a light with no end
in the corner of the room, a spark of imagination
unbridled by wire. unspoken art. electric rendering.
satin swallowed line and its tender kindred flame, not
yet hollowed by the dark. hallowed by light. yet, not simply light.
vivid smolder. radiant gleam. impossible balance and audacious,
glow. good for the long day or the slender evening magic. the work
of the witching hour. not simply light, but the warmth of a room,
the cool brass touch of a masterpiece. coy architectural genius,
glass globe holding the world against a dream. impossible life,
impossible trick of effulgence. and yet, some glint of chrome,
some dimmed auburn halo floods a wooden floor and suddenly
the room is a kind of paradox. held captive by the pure joy–
a line meets a lumen and becomes galvanic. more
than a wild slant of metal, more than unstable sequencing.
the kind of brilliance one makes a home with. the center of
celestial orbit. and who has ever lived a life without knowing
at least one twilight held by a lone lamp, some late solitude
searching for a silhouette of dignity. a daring migration. iconic
suspension. the kind of light we all need, but don’t know how to ask for.
an invitation of industrial belonging, a pendant of identity. intricacy. grace.
finally, beauty that brings the bare walls alive. at the end of the journey,
an incandescent figure welcomes you into the room. not simply light, no.
not simply a lamp. not a mere bulb and baton. beyond the invention of
brass, surpassing shape and material. innovation, taking the form of
illumination, here. dextere and determined to shine. a statement
of place. a demand of ownership. a command to come in from the night.
every life deserve this kind of light. this quality of power, to build a room with.
to gold a house. to journey home toward, diffuse the lonely night. to balance
the opal glow and electric chrome. a dance of metal and meaning.
not simply light, but life. all done in a room, filled with it. inspired by it.
just like us. like you. like me.
waking up a room.
coming alive. coming home.
Obra de
Jay Daniel Wright
