About Tyler Huggins
Tyler spends way too much time constructing his own epitaph. He can be found in some nondescript bar quaffing hard cider and raving madly about how "the epitaph represents the summit of self-dedicated poetry." He's obsessed with the invasive nature of marketing, yet finds beauty in the artistic styles marketing agencies co-opt into the mainstream. He indulges in veganism, but only between 3-6 a.m. He indulges in hedonism, but only when awake. His wildly successful alphorn career is currently on hold so he can spend more time exploring the interstices of Northwest-influenced design and profile the vanguard of the movement.
Designing furniture for the modern Seatttleite.
Furniture store owners will be the first to tell you that Seattleites are a peculiar lot. Our tastes are far from perfect. Quirky, sure, but our taste derives from a confluence of conflicting factors such as empiricism, ecological interest and ultimately, irony. (more…)
Missing your favorite Vito’s bartender? That’s because they’re at Rumba, the newest gastro-child of Tango’s Travis Rosenthal. (more…)
This creative branding agency represents the forefront of Seattle’s design scene.
Creature might have a blue room (for inspiration) or a red room (for spreadsheet tedium). Select clan members might spend their weeknights unleashing creativity with (more…)
Kristen Rask is lucky, her passions and obsessions have become a lifestyle.
Plush enthusiasts, indie crafters, designer toy-makers and eccentric hobbyists congregate underneath Kristen Rask’s large umbrella of indie art influence. Within the scope of her influence, designers jockey for a position in her workshops, exhibitions, literature and (more…)
This creative gift-ready boutique is Seattle’s finer alternative.
To give exceptionally, one must always have their ear to the ground; aware of what’s vogue and representative of the recipient, the receiver and the culture that binds them. It’s a practice in mindfulness. (more…)
High concept, low art: The Foundry perfects the look.
The Foundry has a Nissan Xterra parked centimeters away from their front door. Neurotically, I picture the rampant fire hazards contingent upon a place known as “The Foundry.” (more…)
As night falls, the Seattle canvas calls.
Commercial and residential developers continue to stake their claim on Seattle. Cranes are everywhere. It’s a rush to impose personal will on a bustling metropolis, to carve out a piece of skyline for pocketbooks and posterity. (more…)
