Beer Crate Pavillion

Years ago, when I lived at the Bourke Street Palace, we had a crate-on in one of the spare rooms (a crate-on being a futon, but with a base of milk crates). Sometimes when I didn’t feel like sleeping in the Big Bed, or it was otherwise occupied, I would have a snooze on it. Perhaps unexpectedly, it was quite comfortable. Mind you, I was often somewhat chemically enhanced in those days — and if I’d been a bit more chemically enhanced I might have come up with new uses for all of those crates, such as this pavillion, built by SHSH (and found me via Lost at E Minor):

‘The used plastic beer crates was used, considering the sustainable aspect, reuse and recycle. The use of this material also the architect easier to design a lot of architectural features, such as column, domes, arches, etc. It was also easier to assembled and dissembled. The materials was used just like bricks.’


About Madame Moselle

Freelance provocateur. Enthusiastic optimist. Dancing bear. Believer. Facilitator of perversion. Disseminator. Libertine. Moth and flame. Rouser of rabble. Stirrer of pots. Bowerbird. Public spectacle.
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