A New Direction for Design Crisis

I'm thinking we need to narrow the focus here at Design Crisis and declare ourselves the world's leading authority on crazy ass tree houses.  With Erin's number one best post of all time about the probably haunted tree house here, my 24 hour around the clock coverage of the tree hotel here and this beast I'm about to throw at you today I'm ready to consider us 100% tree house experts:  full on qualified to appear as an expert witness in court in case any crizime ever takes place in a tree house. Let's do this.

I am ready to tell you homies about this here TEN STORY tree house somewhere in Tennessee  built by Horace Burgess, a landscape architect, after a fist-pump sealed agreement between him and God.

Constructed over 14 years, The Minister's tree house (no website) is built around an 80 foot tall white oak tree with a diameter of 12 feet, 6 other trees act as pillars supporting the structure.   The house itself is built with only salvaged materials, which, apparently was God's end of the deal:  Horace was to build the tree house while the big man would ensure that he never ran out of supplies.

The house's square footage has never been measured (although the number of nails used has: 258,000) but it's estimated to be between 8,000 - 10,000  square feet.  Among it's gazillion rooms are a church and a basketball court.  Divine requirement?  Possibly

The entire house cost $12,00o to build (it's unclear which materials were purchased)

I only found one interior shot of the tree house and it belongs to some dude on flickr who's disabled sharing of his photos, so if you want to see it you have to click here.  Even though I'm annoyed by this guy for not letting me post his photo (with credit!!!) I still think it's worth you cruising over to check it out.  Here

UPDATE! You don't have to go look at stupid lame-os share-blocked photos, instead you can read a hilarious post with tons of interior pictures over at modern sauce's blog.  It's a 2 parter:  here and here

So far the only real difference  I can see between the Mister's House and the one Erin toured last year is that I'm pretty sure she would buy this one.  Especially for $12,000.

all other photos via


Still no credenza in sight for the technocordy crapfest that's hanging out in our living room. I thought I had a contender, but the seller turned out to be a flake. Douche. The upside is that I have found a few entertaining tidbits on craigslist, and I'm posting my favorite today:

Vintage Upholstered "Cat" Chair

And I quote: "More a decorative piece than utilitarian. Covered in red velveteen with pleated skirt and faux furry cat on back. This chair wobbles a bit; should be glued. Sold as is."

You know, if they throw in those curtains, I will call Bonanza on this "cat"ch.

Happy Friday!

Anne Hardy Sets

Man I've got a lot of pictures for a Friday post.  You dudes are spoiled.  But, well, how could I resist after finding this over at Cyana Trendland:

No this isn't a glimpse inside Chernobyl.  It's the work space of artist Anne Hardy, meticulously redefined over and over again for her photographic pleasure.  I know I've told you dudes how much I love staged photography.  Well, this Anne Hardy chick is quickly climbing the ranks as one of my favorites, and I just found her today.  Enjoy:

I know, right?  I expect all of these sets to be knocked off over at W Magazine soon enough.  Mark my words.