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In honor of the world’s worst ship’s captain ever

Posted on 19 January, 2012 | Leave a comment


Just as it seems the story could not possibly get any worse or the behavior of ship-abandoning lifeboat-tripping mullet-wearing passenger-killing Francesco Schettino become any more irresponsible, we learned today that the theme song from the Titanic movie was playing as the Costa Condordia went down. In one of the dining rooms. In which the crew urged the passengers to stay, saying nothing was wrong. Right.

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You’ve heard about that Brad Pitt movie, the Tree of Life? Well, here’s the Tree of Aluminum.

Posted on 11 January, 2012 | Leave a comment


You know that old phrase, right? Life is like aluminum? That’s what they say. Bloss has heard it a hundred times. And it’s never made more sense than now. And look, Brad, look at all those little cast aluminum leaves that this tree is made of. Ten thousand of them suckers. Welded together by the artist. Andrea Salvetti. His tree is 10 feet high and 15 feet in diameter. And get this, to put it together, someone has to spend some quality time working inside the trunk and then has to crawl out through a teeny tiny door you can’t see. I can give you a hint. It wasn’t Andrea. At Moss now. It’s like a breath of fresh aluminum.

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Corian makes a great kitchen counter, sure, but a ring? Really?

Posted on 6 January, 2012 | Leave a comment


Yessiree. Fresh for 2012, Moss has a boxful of lovely little rings made in Corian and lined with felt of many colors. Red, orange, blue, purple, yellow, black, green and chartreuse, to be exact. If you’ve ever wanted your hand to just kind of disappear when you’re in a modern kitchen, (and, really, who hasn’t?)
this is your chance. They’re only $65 each so you could get one for each finger. Or for each day of the week. Or some for day, some for night. Or uptown/downtown, Manhattan/Brooklyn. How about one for each failed Republican presidential candidate. Bloss could go on and on. But Bloss won’t.

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2012 is going to be better than 2011, yes?

Posted on 1 January, 2012 | Leave a comment

Well, for one thing, there won’t be any mimes.

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As you know, children are always welcome at Moss. Especially when they’re asleep.

Posted on 23 December, 2011 | Leave a comment

Shopping for exquisitely designed and perfect gifts can be so exhausting, especially on the day before the day before Christmas. So here’s little Alexandro, so tired he’s dropped like a stone, right in front of the black leather Citterio sofa (designed in 1979, available for $20,000, and worth every penny). Sweet kid. He can come back anytime.

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Oh come, all ye Hexalights, joyous and illuminescent

Posted on 22 December, 2011 | Leave a comment

Yes, my little Santas and Santettes, it’s nearly Xmas Eve, time for Bloss to turn once again to the cunning Marcus Tremonto, to find out what he’s doing with electroluminescent paper this year. As usual, the boy further confounds our old-think perceptions of two and three dimensional imagery. The disarmingly simple Hexalight “cubes” are really flat drawings. Could have fooled Bloss. And Bloss is sharp cookie. Check ‘em. Out here.

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Hunka hunka hunka Burning Love

Posted on 20 December, 2011 | Leave a comment


This is Frank Tjepkema’s Clockwork Burning Love necklace, made up of thinny thin thin layer after layer of different graphics, all etched from thin layers of steel and then gold plated. Look close and you’ll see symbolic references overlapping frozen mechanical arrangements representing the inner workings of clocks. Look even closer and you’ll see love burning a hole in your heart. And this is how heartburn came to be. At least that’s what Mother Bloss told us. Click here to get one for your own hunkada hunkada.

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Mickey as crazy-dancing Terminator. Just back from North Korea. And terminatin’ you know who.

Posted on 19 December, 2011 | Leave a comment


Yes, children, Cathy McClure’s done it again. Unleashed upon the world, just in time for Xmas, one might note, yet another of her strategically demented mechanical devil-toys. Meet stripped-down-and-out-for-blood Mickey. Click here to go to the movie. Be afraid. Be Mickey afraid.

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Eliminate stress. Squeeze an eggplant.

Posted on 14 December, 2011 | Leave a comment

Just in time for holiday stress. Get a salad’s worth of squeezy resin vegetables. Eggplant, tomato and green pepper. Fresh from Japan. You know what your mother always said. No dessert until you squeeze your vegetables. Well, that’s what Mother Bloss always said, anyway.

Click the eggplant for the full set.

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The niece gets married.

Posted on 13 December, 2011 | Leave a comment

Bloss spent most of Sunday in a Long Island City loft at the wedding of our niece, Sarah, to Jason. It was a splendid, moving, lovely and loving event, complete with hundreds and hundreds of chairs spread over four floors of faded elegance. That’s Sarah, choreographing the photography of the wedding party, and below with Jason and her dad, Arthur, posing amidst the aforesaid faded elegance. Then a shot of the two of them with cousins. and just so you believe the chairs thing, a shot of some of us waiting to be photographed amid just a few of the many chairs.

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