Around the globe in 80 chairs, by Jeremy Walton.
Islands Brygge has often been referred to as the Manhattan of Copenhagen. It is the home of Københavns MøbelSnedkeri, situated in a road that is probably the last outpost of inner city industry in the area. The lease is short, but while it lasts, the small overlooked road is a charming blot on the landscape of polished glass office buildings and flats that don’t just have parking facilities for cars, but for boats as well.
Islands Bryggeis a developing area along the water edge of Åmagar over looks the skyline of Copenhagen. Already towards the end of the last century most of the industrial buildings were being converted into flats. A few well chosen reminders of industry remain, such as the large metal mooring rings down by the water edge, that are now rusty.
The new flats and office buildings that are taking over the industrial character of the area are to an extent quite refreshing, which is a credit to the new wave of architects. Yet I do miss the texture that, I can’t imagine, all the new glass will ever be able to replace.
On my journey around the globe, I come to the workshop run by Kim and Søren. In their own words they ‘make furniture with Love and Hate’. Kim supplies the love and Søren the hate. It seems to be a good recipe and they are establishing a very nice business. Yet this is no wonder, they are based in the Manhattan of Copenhagen.
Reflected in the glass facade, one can still feel the industrial roots of Island Brygge.
I wonder where all the workers have gone, or have they just changed their boots. I look up at the glass fronted flats and can see the designer furniture in the repetitive windows from the pages of life style magazines. This view is broken up by the occasional room that is full of boxes and utility items. Damn the transparent walls.
The speed at which these flats are developing, makes me wonder, how far have we really come from the reproduction furniture that emulates the high society. A public facade of cherry wood veneer to hide a private woodchip soul.
What happened to the solid functional utilitarian furniture for hard working industrious people?
These new workers need real furniture, as nostalgic reminders of our long forgotten roots.