Now that the cold is upon us, each morning in New Hampshire begins with a fire in the kitchen. A cord of wood is neatly stacked in the barn, but we have an old mail bin next to the fireplace filled with enough wood to get a fire going each morning. Its warmth heats the entire kitchen (possibly the coldest room in the house) and we keep it going until bedtime. It fulfills our basic primal need for warmth and the sight, smell and sound is like a massage for the senses.
No that we have our place in New Hampshire, there's finally room for all the "finds" we've picked up on our travels through the years. We've been populating the house car full by car full each weekend, and we're always amazed at how warm and personal a space can become with the right accents. A friend even commented last weekend that the house feels lived in now...we took that as wonderful compliment.
Header of a antique mirror; much of the ornamentation is broken, but it looks just perfect to us
Wood vintage packing box, wallpapered box, Swedish Army pony backpack and skulls
We were surprised by the snow at our home this weekend...then we remembered, early on in the buying process, a local commenting that we were in the snowbelt. While it may look cold and isolated, the truth is that we're surrounded by a warm, quaint community. Beacause we have friends drop by every weekend and the fire roars continuously, we're actually toasty in our little New England escape. Here's what it looks like in its winter gear, snowbelt and all:
Just by chance, we found the beaded sculpture work of Sherry Markovitz and Barbara French Duzan while researching some beaded African fabrics we shot a while back. The tone of the works are completely different, but we love combining the two to celebrate the craft.
We're not especially fond of art glass and we don't, as a rule, like balloons. That said, the following are photos of vintage Murano Glass in the window of The End of History on Hudson Street, and giant gold balloons tied to an awning on 57th Street in Midtown. Beauty, it seems, comes unexpectantly.
Bill Traylor, Spotted Dog, Graphite and Gouache on Paper
We love folk art- the extraordinary work produced from a singular desire to create. Bill Traylor'swork has had a huge impact on our aesthetic for the past 20 years or so. Mr. Traylor's gouaches and drawings have an unmatched graphic elegance. Carl Hammer's collection of folk art is inspiring- a curated collection based on aesthetic impact, not provinance or reputation. Here's a look at some favorites from both:
Carved and painted wood figures, artist unkown, at Carl Hammer
The view from our guest house window this weekend couldn't have been more serene with a dusting of snow surrounding the historic Grange Hall. But inside was quite different. Saturday we decided to tackle the kitchen floor. Popping off the linoleum tiles provided a false sense of ease before we started in the on plywood sub-flooring underneath. With nails every five inches in each direction, it took the two of us (along with crowbar and mallet in hand) just about all weekend to get the wood up, only to reveal a layer of red board glued down to the original floor boards. We hacked away at that until dusk, and although the road to beautiful floors in this room is long, the centuries old planks under it all provided a glimmer a hope.
We hunt for precious finds. Objects that represent timeless beauty and tell stories of time and place, taste and utility, integrity and influence. We're passionate about expanding our visual vocabulary and gather indigenous palettes, textures and forms that provide us with inspiration and application for our everyday lives. We will tell you narratives through the images we capture along the way—stories about process, composition, adjacencies, and the emotional energy created by brilliant design.