I ran into Ministry of the Interior owner Jason MacIsaac on Friday night at Klaus's fabulous design frat party and he definitely had a worried look on his face. MOTI's Interior Design Show bash was planned for the following night and MacIsaac wasn?t sure he could handle such a large, rowdy crowd.
"Klaus can afford to lose a couple of things," said MacIsaac.
"You should cover everything in drop sheets," I replied. "Italian grandma style."
I must not have been the only one with the suggestion because upon arriving at MOTI on Saturday night, there were plastic tarps galore encasing Jason Miller graffiti dining tables and Seyhan Ozdemir & Sefer Caglar Deer chairs. Of course, two women with glasses of red wine in hand found their way to the one, uncovered, De La Espada Box Sofa but they were quickly ushered off its white leather seats.
Upstairs, guests weaved through the second floor installations. Magic Pony's room pushed cuckoo clocks, Julie Moon poppy pins and Ukrainian Easter eggs. Across the hall, Motherbrand's Souvenir Shop was packed with shoppers, suggesting its permanent Gladstone spot and online outlet will be selling out of stuffed Trudeau dolls and B.C. blue pine beetle book ends.
The centerpiece of the This Is Collective room was a bed pocked with peepholes allowing viewers a glimpse of glitzy dioramas. A gnarly branch propped open a large box over the mattress. A rope tied to the branch snaked into the corner of the space where a woman sat ready to pull out the branch and mouse trap the viewer.
DB Johnson's tousled, earthy space was topped with a large, nest-shaped sleeping nook. Jacques Bilodeau hung a shaggy chandelier made with fibreoptics and car wash bristles over a mirrored, stainless steel floor and a massive cushion which shape shifted as he pumped air in and out of its form.