Tuesday, October 12, 2010
This past weekend I was able to go to NYC for my fourth Open House New York (OHNY) event. The kickoff weekend event was a reception at the penthouse of the Centurion....not in my budget but gorgeous.
My weekend included 2 walking tours- Battery Park City and NYU/Greenwich Village, as well as a talk atop a theater roof, about their living roof (garden) in the East Village and another talk by KleinReid ceramics.
Walking around the city always results in my camera being full of images that grab my attention, from the couple strolling along in their wedding attire to the new construction at the World Trade Center site and the Belgian block streets in the mews at Washington Square.
There's just so much to enjoy in every direction.
Before hopping on the train back home, I checked out the indoor carnival at the Armory on Park Avenue. Filled with little ones and their parents, it was a venue packed with excitement and joy.
Of course any weekend in NYC means great food and this was no exception. Add to that the perfect Fall weather and it was a weekend not soon to be surpassed.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Saturday, October 2, 2010
My mother says that ever since I was a small child I've had a love for chairs (OK...and shoes). I recall finding child sized chairs, in a variety of stores, carefully selecting my favorite and sitting in it hoping my parents would agree to take it home. Over the years, several of them made it to the check out lane and into the car. My old rocker is now in my adult daughter's possession. I think it is the only one that remained in the family all these decades.
These days my atelier has quite a selection of old chairs waiting for me to love them back to life with paint and wax.
Late this summer my son and his wife (the newly weds) moved to a new place with a dining room. I had helped them resurrect a table left by the roadside last year but, now they needed chairs. The hunt began! I soon found a set of 6 on Craig's List and drove my trusty (rusty?) old Mazda truck to East Springfield and carted them home. The wood was lovely, only needing cleaning and waxing. The seats were another story altogether! I had to discard all of the old horse hair and straw innards. Disgusting doesn't begin to tell the story. I sneezed and itched for days. After hand washing the old tapestry seat covers I deemed them too scratchy to sit on and set them aside for some other project down the road. Accompanied by my trusty pup, Mia, the seatless chairs and I drove the 2 hours to their new home. With the perfect fabric selected, we recovered the seats and immediately put them to good use. They look like they were with the table from the beginning. Great fun; I think they will be in the family for some time!