And in today’s New York Times, Penelope Green graciously nods to my book in her latest piece on “Butch Craft,” the latest fad in manly furniture making:
In an era defined by an appetite for “conspicuous authenticity,” to borrow a phrase from Andrew Potter, author of “The Authenticity Hoax: How We Get Lost Finding Ourselves,” out this year from HarperCollins, it’s easy to be cynical. Butch Craft could be an arts collective in Bushwick, or maybe a Viking metal band, the phrase peppered with umlauts, or a reclaimed-wood furniture collection produced by bearded hipsters.
Feh, Mr. Moss swatted the idea away. “This isn’t an inelegant going back to the rough gesture,” he said. “It’s not a guy going out and making a bed of antlers. It’s a progression toward a very elegant gesture. It’s just that the materials have this toughness and are an alternative means of giving an art content form and expression in a functional object.”