With the launch of BOY CLUB, magazines have recently been on the mind. Not only because we’re trying to see “what else is happening” but because we literally are having to seek and find ways to get our magazine out there, in the company of similar magazines. It’s a bigger task than we anticipated.
While whoring my goods out on Friday, I was perusing the always stellar magazine rack at Los Feliz’s literary gem Skylight and found something that I’d never seen before, tucked in between a copy of Kinfolk (Eh.) and Cereal (OK.): it was a mag called Dirty Furniture.
It’s a particularly arresting little book since it appears so glossy and tech oriented, leaning toward a futurey feeling with it’s digital art cover reminiscent of the aniated work of Takeshi Murata (but actually done by Anton Hjertstedt). The magazine feels sleek and sophisticated while also retaining a sense of oddity and does a wonderful job of navigating both the commercial and editorial spaces, starting with sleek advertisements that break into a long, long, long run of stories.
The fun of Dirty Furniture is in its theming. Operating under the guide “When design leaves the showroom” and with a finite run of only six books, Dirty wants to investigate how we live on and with furniture, confined to one room of things (instead of getting into the hyper minutia of interiors, which can get boring). It isn’t scared or precious of the ugliness of using items in your home: it is all about embracing how we wear and tear into things. The content of the second issue is dedicated to the table and spans the mundane—from meditations on Ikea’s hyper common LACK table to musings on already ready TV dinners—and dips into the obviously artsy, with deconstructions of tables for one and faux advertising about medical tables.
The mag comes from design writers Anna Bates and Elizabeth Glickfeld—who serve as editors—along with Peter Maxwell, who serves as their deputy editor. Beyond this second issue dedicated to tables, their debut regarded everyone’s favorite loungey mess—The couch.—and will be getting into some funny territory with the final four episodes dedicated to the toiley, closet, telephone, and bed. You can only imagine where and how they’ll make these furniture items dirty.
Although I’ve yet to actually *read* the issue yet, it’s one of those magazines that gets me super excited about reading. I’m so anxious to see how dirty the furniture gets because, of course, it’s going to get dirty. You can pickup the latest issue here for thirteen pounds. If the exchange rate is stressing you out, don’t fret: they have lots of US based stockists.