Usually artists who craft objects aren't seen as serious as graphic artists. However, the Ruhlmann exhibit at the Met just floored me. These totally impractical objects which belong in a movie [Hitchcock preferred] exude luxury of a past time. Ruhlmann was an art deo designer and maybe, if you were rich beyond belief, you could fill your home with the cabinets, tables, and rugs that he's designed, you probably wouldn't be able to pull it off unless you're Cary Grant or Ingrid Bergman and frequently drink Scotch from a decanter while reading the evening newspaper in your smoking jacket. The smooth lines and cool wood grains are definitely not surfaces for me to eat off of, but that doesn't mean they aren't incredibly interesting and worth checking out [which they are]. I don't have the vocabulary to properly describe why he's awesome but trust me... For these reasons, Ruhlmann is a forgotten hero.
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