Where it all began
Dad built a playhouse for us at our countryside house. Two Swiss Architect brothers constructed stools that were the furniture in the playhouse. We considered these stools, made out of old Alko wine cases, to be fantastic. The lower wooden part was painted white and the seat was cushioned, covered with nice Marimekko fabric.
From these brothers we learned a lot about consumerism and the excess of things, how previous generations managed with only a porridge bowl and a wooden spoon, and how much effort and time was put into these things. Today almost everything can be produced industrially. There is a surplus of things, everywhere. How could we fight this excess of things?
Repair is recycle of tomorrow, you don’t need to obtain something new every time, you can as well try to see things with fresh eyes.
As a child I used to play under my dad’s drawing table. I heard the scratching sound of his pen as he drew long lines with his fine point pen.
He built chairs of cell foam, wood and leather. I got small pieces of fabric and wooden sticks that could be turned into anything. From the cushions of the chairs I built a cottage. My Mother was an artist, who painted and told me stories. From this creative home I got a backpack full of creativity, joy and love.
I studied to a fashion designer, and worked as such for a decade. Today, world is full of items and objects, skipped material, trash, left overs. It’s time to look around and re-evaluate what we really need.
Isa and Henkka met. Our house was empty but our hearts were full. For a dozen of years we have collected experiences, things and human networks. Now the house is full and it is time to share the collected ideas.
Home is a place with layers of time. The heart of the home beats somewhere. When people leave it is time to sum up. Things are put into circulation, they are given away, sold at auctions or thrown to the garbage dump.
Things can be re-created, transformed into something different and serve in most odd roles. Shoes can become sofas, pens can become a clothes hanger, a blender can become a lamp, an orange box can become a chair. On top of this leather might grow, the surface might turn to gilded or rusty.
A daily item continues as a fetish, a decoration becomes a soup bowl. Old becomes young.
A union is formed, Trash Design.