My Bookshelf

Tuesday 11 December 2012

Day 11: Christmas Bookshelves...


Everybody knows that person who despite being an adult with adult responsibilities would really rather live in a house where it is Christmas all year round. Well, to those people, you need one of these spectacularly festive bookshelves to go with your flashing reindeer noses and the life-size Santa on your roof.

Last year, I have been informed, Gleeson Library of San Francisco, California, decided that librarians really are some of the more awesome people on the planet when they realised that the real purpose for all their books at this time of year (only the green ones - potentially discriminatory?) was to build a ginormous Christmas tree. 3,000 books, two hours, 3 librarians and voila!

If that just all looks a bit precarious to you and your OCD couldn't quite take it, then why not invest in some equally useless but far tidier and Scandinavian looking bookshelves: I personally love the way they have tried to squish that book-shaped looking gift into this shelf and completely failed. They told themselves it looks visually more exciting to play with angles in this image, but it just demonstrates that the only reason to buy this shelf system is if you love Christmas too much.


So this is my favourite of them all in my opinion. It's just so pretty! that might be, though, that this is a professional piece of artwork. It is Last Christmas by Bert Houbert (2008) and I think should be appropriated by any child still living at home. Just so that when a parent walks into their room and screams  'pig sty!', 'a bomb's hit it!' or some other form of unfair term for organised chaos, the child can say that it is ART and thus should not be touched.

It would be appropriate that Form, a contemporary design and branding company in the UK, should produce this alternative tree created back in 2007 I believe. This is one of those times (perhaps not as often for you normal people) when you hope that your webcam isn't on as any unsuspecting viewer would see your face scrunched right up close to the screen to see just what this tree is made of.

I don't quite understand the goose either.

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