The shadow of Gae Aulenti’s “Locus Solus” (alone place) collection has brightened my moodboards for years. Meeting friends in Fort Greene Park for apéros on picnic blankets and road tripping around the Prairie last summer's lost summer prompted me to try my hand at an outdoor collection.

Similarities diverge beyond the bent tubing. For those furnishing their own exile, I see these as architectural fragments, like the pieces of New York buried in sand at the end of the “Planet of the Apes”. The loinclothed aboriginals occupying Superstudio’s or Archizoom’s sterile technotopias make camp in office buildings and build bonfires on monuments. We too aspire to the innocence of a fresh start and offer these calming contempo compositions for your new experiments in healthy outdoor socializing.