Since blogs operate in a virtual world, it’s apropos that occasionally we get to write about “virtual” products. Quite often, these are mock-ups or prototypes by talented designers who have yet to secure the financing for a physical piece, or, alternatively, imaginative renderings by creative types who are also designers but whose inclinations tend a bit towards the fanciful. In the former category, we’ve just seen the Erk bathroom system (a piece that struck some nerves, as you’ll see in the comments section), while in the latter we find the extraterrestrial stylings of HGW as well as the Utopian scheme of DishDrawer.

Desert Table. Designed by Svilen Gamolov.

Today’s post joins the ranks of the supremely hypothetical. Indeed, Svilen Gamolov’s Desert Table looks like the mutant offspring of Tim Burton and Salvador Dalí, such are its psychedelic adornments and dubious materiality. With such a lineage, I, for one, truly hope that piece surpasses the hypothetical stage. For only the most hard-hearted among us would eschew its bulls-eye top—an un-nerving (and possibly vertigo-inducing) vortex that tricks the eye and the body into experiencing a slightly queasy but yet exhilarating sense of forward motion. And only those with no sense of play whatsoever would condemn the central axis configuration, a choice that divides the piece into upper and lower halves, thus creating a neat storage niche that would undoubtedly be used by un-cooperative children to deposit their Broccoli and Brussels sprouts. And only those with the most rigid and constrictive of sensibilities would balk at the perpetual undulations of its curvaceous profile, a feature that lends the Desert Table all the eye-popping moxie of an airborne pizza crust, tossed by the most jovial species of acrobatic Brooklyn corner chef.

In regards to the hoped-for flesh and blood incarnation of this whimsical piece… since we’re speculating, my materials palette might include taffy, nail polish, and carbonized saran wrap. In the real world, however (if Svilen Gamolov ever sets foot in it), the Desert Table would likely command all the polycarbonate resins one could muster. The charm of the imagined piece is such that I’d love to see it surpass its current two-dimensionality—whatever its corporeal form.

Via Behance.