Posts Tagged ‘Design’

Visual Relish or Le Porte-Couteau

What if I didn’t hold my silverware – okay, flatware – like a shovel at the ready to plow through a meal toute de suite?

There’s something deeply wrong with the way I carry out my dining aesthetic, I must confess. This grand admission had its unveiling through a gift of small proportions:  Le Porte-Couteau. Courtesy of my darling younger sister who now lives French-side, these knife rests remind me that I have not been savoring the day’s journey with delight.  A meal is a time to slow down, share stories, talk about roads less traveled or overly trafficked.  Elsa Maxwell would have groaned, and I’m sure audibly, at my ostentatious displays of insignificance.

I am now in possession of a loyal set of Basset Hound knife rests that will, I assure you, be used on more than the rare special occasion.  They will be used on the special occasion of the everyday.

Cheers to the art and craft of lively, daily entertaining!

Below is a selection of rests for those that enjoy the simplicity of the minimal to the prismatic light of the maximal (Cristal Baccarat).  Amusez-vous. . .

A Studio, the Aperture of Aspiration

Desk left, a tapestried wall reminiscent of art mounted in the salon style (I should note that this was sewed together all by my lonesome!). One day, a carefully curated collection will hang in its place. Desk front, a salvaged punched tin magnetic board. Desk right, the early stages of fabric bombing.

Had I known that carving out a creative nook in my New York apartment would be a feat of physical and emotional proportions, I may have outsourced the event.

I waffled. I pouted. I wailed.  I hit my head and teared to my husband.

I endured design distress.

What was this Blank Canvas?  It was doubt. For days I sat in paralysis, angered and frustrated by its sterile presence.  How would I summon the self understanding to make a space that reflected me – not only in this moment but through time?

The beauty and the beast of design is that it forces one to make decisions that most likely will not represent the future self.  It’s an exercise in value.  What object is worthy of wall space now?  How does one know?

You see, in the magazines the process and the product of designing a space happen at once.  At the end of the spread, there’s always a tidy, soul-fulfilling environment that speaks volumes about the person inside.  Within a single afternoon, meaning is ascribed to material.

But I can’t take the pressure, which is why I call my humble zone an “aperture of aspiration,” a place that I cannot yet attribute meaning (though, I’m sensing an inkling) but has all aspiration of evolving into one – over time.

The Materials~

* A punched tin tile salvaged from a demo in the Lower East Side.  Perfectly so, these tiles are a fun magnetic surface for savory images, this or even that.

* Ghost Salon Tapestry, a nod to our collecting dreams. Comprised of black swatches that hang in lieu of the artworks that will one day hang, salon style, in our home.  I picked the succulent oriental motif fabrics, traced shapes using our favorite gratin dishes and bread plates, and finally sewed them onto the backdrop.

Tapestry detail

* Fabric bombing has begun.  Discarded seam binding, gift ribbons, scraps and swatches that I have used will be the only materials to wrap the unsightly poles.

* A miscellany of my own darkroom exposures, brads, pushpins, cards, ephemera, inspirations are welcome on all walls, tapestry and magnetic surfaces –  through time.

How have you shaped your studio?  How has your studio shaped you?

Oh, and a strapping hug goes out to each of you for helping me through this.  I brought all of you with me into the streets of New York and this inward journey!

De Sign

I have often worried that design, a word I use as casually as the requisite articles a/an/the, had to be greater than the thoughtless contexts I accord with its name.  It is true, I have been guilty of emptying meaning in service of a simple way to express what I really see when I look about. So, I resort to exclamation points and ohh ahhhs.

A recent, soul-warming coffee clutch with a special blogpreneuse* at Wall Street’s Le Financier put words to my intellectual and, so it feels, spiritual conundrum.  Design talk is my cursory attempt to confer and convey significance without working on the substance beneath. In my world, you can believe I am always wearing a designer dress.

My way threatens to de sign design, to eradicate the historical, political, and social roots by looking into its shiny surface for the perfect reflection of myself.

From 2010 forward, I challenge myself to look beyond the surface, to research the antecedents of my visual desire and to know the history and emotions that thrust the object into my orbit.

I leave to you an excerpt on the etymology of design~

from its Greek definition, design is about incompleteness, indefiniteness, or imperfection, yet it also is about likelihood, expectation, or anticipation.  In its largest sense, design signifies not only the vague, intangible, or ambiguous, but also the strive to capture the elusive./Translating the etymological context into English, it can be said that design is about something we once had, but have no longer.

Dear Designers, Artists and Crafters,

How do you lend meaning to the objects before you?

*The special someone I speak of is @abcddesigns.  Find her.

Blank Canvas

The year has begun, but not for all it seems.  Unfortunately for me, a crafter who needs expert supervision and a pat on the back for a job well – okay, partially well – done, the closure of Etsy Labs for the holidays has thrown me into a funktastic internal drama sesh. I need help and a whole lot of community to get back to pre-holiday craftercising.  My hands are getting flabby already!

Harumphhhh. Yet, thankfully. . .

Holiday Hubby bestowed in my tiny hands a huge gift-burden:  the first sewing machine.  Wow does it look menacing with its coterie of presser feet and tiny parts that go here or there.  Change is underfoot chez nous, though, as we work to divide our office space into a zone for our computers and for a new sewing-craft area.  Must say it feels transcendent to work amicably beside the one you love.

Here’s my new duppy

I’ve got a blank canvas and need your help, dear readers.  Behind my desk is a white wall craving craftervention.  I need ideas stat before I hop online and use my credit card to fill the void.  Any suggestions, especially one that involves sewing, will be taken with glee. I will not, however, make anything that involves gummy drops and toothpicks.  That was so last year.

To stir your thoughts (or make you cringe), here are photos of architectural elements in our apartment that may inform your suggestions.

Pink glass sconces original to this brownstone frame the studio space

Across from my desk, these paned glass windows filter light from the living room

A small portion of the art history and criticism texts we keep above our desks

The sad sewer hangs its head at the sight of the blank canvas

I’ve considered knit bombing the pipes like Lion Brand Yarn has done to the bike racks outside their West 15th Street storefront in NYC, but figure that since I can’t knit all meaning just may be lost in the art act.

Falling for Folly Cove Design

This morning I woke to a sharp chill in the air.  Fall has enveloped Manhattan; The trees along Riverside Drive are expressing the season in a bounty of warm shades. Tomorrow I’m taking a moment to head north for a short, but most-always sweet visit with mom and dad.  My room awaits me in their Spanish stucco “casa” on a craggy cliff overlooking Good Harbor Beach.  This is my Gloucester.

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Cape Ann is a quirky place.  Gloucester, located on the Cape is no different.  It’s an extremely patriotic place; the entire community honors those that have served.  From what I gather, Gloucester youth are frequently poached or are passionately driven into combat.  Many generations of this town have wrenching gaps in their family histories.  I think the fisherperson’s spirit, the desire to subordinate the impossible wave for a fresh catch, just may be synonymous with that of the soldier.

Artists have cast their nets here too.  Light, sea, air, wetlands, and rocky lands have attracted celebrated painters – European and American – to folk artisans and craftspeople for hundreds of years. Winslow Homer, Childe Hassam, Cecilia Beaux only begin the story.

Last spring we visited the WPA murals housed within many of Gloucester’s civic buildings.  The tour began at the Cape Ann Historical Museum, where I first came in contact with Virginia Lee Burton’s work.  Burton was the creative force behind the highly successful textile collective called Folly Cove Designers. Begun in the 1930s on Gloucester’s Folly Cove, the collective celebrated arts and crafts movements of the past by using traditional methods of art making that did not rely on machines.  Burton’s vibrant and colorful block prints can be universally appreciated, but at the same time speak volumes about the place where they originated.  ”Gossips” (above) vocalizes the quaint, yet peculiar qualities of this small New England enclave.  Her work, and many of the Folly Cove Designers, never threaten to bore.

I aspire to snatch a set of placemats or table cloth at auction some day soon.  To have the energy of a self made woman such as Burton permeating my home, offering daily inspiration to life’s journey would be a wonderful gift.  Until then, I will be making frequent visits to the museum.

I’m off to the shore to gather thoughts, investigate what it means to build oneself and one’s business.  Thank you for your comments, tips and many, many emails last week.

For further reading, check out Vogue’s May 2008 article here.

Black Dancers

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Lime Dancers

Echo Decorate

The September 2009 wedding anniversary celebration is drawing to a close, and what better way to do so than with a look at some decor details that made our wedding – and hopefully will make yours – special. Before I return to the nooks and crannies of craft, entrepreneurship and a sundry of other items that challenge our private and public selves, let’s take a peak at those finishing elements that can make your fete unforgettable.

When I was planning, the word echo kept, well, echoooooooing in my head.  I wanted the flowers to echo the linens, the linens to echo a color in the draperies, the ambient lighting to echo the regal, yet relaxed charm of the Crane Estate.

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Echo Decorate

Use this catchy rhyme as your wedding planning maxim.  At all stages, ask yourself whether x relates to y.  Does this work harmoniously with that? Does each bring out surprising aesthetic qualities in the other that make you wonder how x or y could have existed solo?  If your tendency is to select a vase or a napkin on the sole justification that each looks “pretty,” this method will lead you and your guests nowhere.  What you’ll have is a banquet room stuffed to the brim with a disjointed collection of bric-a-brac.

Stationery & Fonts

The first impression comes on paper (or web).  This is how you set the mood.  If your wedding is going to be held in a stone stable in the country, don’t send invitations themed for a grand ball in a palace.  I don’t know about you, but I would come with fussy heels and a long dress on, a shocker when I find that I have to negotiate hay and mud.

Again, fonts should not have scrolling flourishes if you are aiming for a quieter, simpler tone.  It just gives a wrong visual.  Speaking of that, nothing can be more visually vicious than an invitation you can’t read or need spectacles to decipher.  In addition to being legible, New England Narrow, the font on all our paper goods, channeled the sober, old world New England tenor of the ceremony.

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Lighting

Three main types of lighting are ambient, task and accent.  If you have $1 left, without a blink put it towards lighting.  In a gentle, soft ambient light, everything is more dreamy and cozy.  Our dining and cocktail tables were drenched in hurricane lamps of various sizes, which gave guests a warm welcome and (I think) encouraged conversation.  The moody candles echoed the sheen of the burgundy dupioni table cloths perfectly, picking up the lighter side of the burgundy at one moment and casting it in blackness the next.  A nice touch to a lackluster venue is to add uplighting to the interior and exterior, such as an amber hue – which we used – to illuminate our space into something reminiscent of a jewel box.

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Place Setting

Since both the estate’s dining rooms had ornate window coverings and the cocktail linens were stylized embroidery, simple place settings would echo the crisp block lettering on our wedding invitations.  Cream plates and glass goblets with rimmed in gold fit the bill.  Mirroring the golden halo around the hurricane lanterns, the rimmed place settings and honeyed flatware engaged in a delightful interplay with the rooms’ abundant pillar candles.  I cried and went to heaven when I saw this the night of!

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Floral Arrangements

Floral arrangements are a craft of themselves.  Ask any florist.  While floral designer Dana Markos could place his work in a barren hall and it would make a statement all its own, I viewed his arrangements as the unifying touch. Without thoughtful vivid sprays of color and organic form, our cream dinnerware would have fallen flat and the sage and sallow paint in the dining rooms would have become a boring eyesore.  Flowers have a special way of tying it all together, elevating the functional to the decorative and marrying any lost decor details to the surroundings.

My husband always jokes that I have a “symphony of plates, saucers, crystal dancing in my head.”!  It is true, I am a shameful collector of all things that enhance the entertaining experience.  The multitude of patterned plates, servers, and canape dishes in my home attests to this FUN addiction.  The key to setting a harmonious environment is to consciously select items that enhance and echo the others’ aesthetic qualities.  Otherwise, it’s going to look like you invited guests to an estate sale, not a joyous celebration.

Tips to add?  Critiques?  Do share!

Crafting a Classic Tablescape: Guide to Linens

Last Sunday we celebrated our first wedding anniversary in joyously simple fashion:  We cooked dinner at home, using fresh, yet entirely decadent ingredients that we gathered together at markets in our Upper West Side neighborhood.  It has been a week of reflection, actually a year, but this week I revisited the actual day with an eye on aesthetics. On the eve of a second year, I wanted to know if the decor, and for today’s article the table linens, would surpass the test of time.  In other words, when you look at these pictures a few years from now will you slap an “oh, that’s so circa 200x’s” at the end of your sentence? I bet not!

Linens Dining

Here are the factors I took into consideration, which you can use as your guide as you move forward in the planning process.

From the outset, work to undestand what visual function your table linens will play

Gather

First, look closely at your venue, gathering information about its location; size; architectural qualities (e.g. is it a tudor or contemporary?); interior color palette; furnishings; and lighting.  Taking all these elements into consideration will give you the overall feel for the space.

Assess

Now assess the room(s) where your table linens will be.  Is the room paneled in dark oak or is it a white, airy box?  Are there any patterns on arm chairs or draperies that may compete against your desired linen color or pattern?

Our venue, Castle Hill a picturesque seaside estate in Ipswich, MA was a truly perfect location for our early fall wedding.  It did however have its drawbacks when it came to decor, which I considered carefully when choosing table linens.  In the Main Dining Room (below) and The Family Dining Room (above) there were two sets of draperies, each with unique color palettes and floral patterns!  Ugh, an obstacle. . .

These are limiting factors, which when closely examined, should help achieve greater focus to the overall decor of your event.

Edit

Armed with visual clues and the venue layout, go back to the drawing board.  I logged many hours online and at Table Toppers custom linen retailers prior to my first walk-through of Castle Hill.  After the visit, however, my color and pattern options were greatly reduced, making the linen selection process much simpler.  I tossed out the fire orange pintuck and the moss bengaline fabrics in favor of a crisper, more stately fabric that would let the whole venue, not just the tables shine:  burgundy dupioni.

I did have my heart set on a luxury custom fabric called Paradise Rust.  Initially, I wanted it on every table, but the drapes non only competed with the pattern but the floral motif would become dizzying on so many tables.  Instead, I opted to take the bolder fabric outdoors to the cocktail rounds, saving the guests’ eyes from visual overkill (below).

Visualize

Now that you have narrowed your search, grab a book of your favorite swatches and think hard about how each color, pattern will relate to the surroundings. If the space is dark, consider fabrics that reflect light.  If the space has little visual intrigue, consider making your linens a focal point. Bring dimension to the space by selecting a dupioni, which creates a dark-light effect when candlelight flickers over it.  If the walls are a dull sallow color, find a warm, spunky fabric that pops.

Whether you opt to subordinate the linens to the background or to make them the center of attention, use the above tutorial to hone in on a consistent look that reflects you and honors the integrity of your venue.

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napkin

I took a simple napkin and bordered it with an autumnal burgundy-red fabric called Spice Ellis Scroll. This lent an added element of interest while moving the guest’s eye to the plates and on to the floral arrangements

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The harp back chairs mirror the curvilinear vines of the fabric; the small rose arrangement in the Julep cup does not overpower the linen’s bright, bold pattern

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Rather than cover all cocktail rounds in Paradise Rust, it was more cohesive to tie some of the inside to the outside. To do this, simply bring the dining table linens outdoors like I did with this burgundy dupioni (on the high top in the background).

When you look back at your wedding decor does it still speak to you?  If not, what might you have done differently? Come now, don’t be afraid to air your dirty… linens!

Monument to Marriage: The Wedding Cake

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Glenn Livermore Photography

The month of September marks various beginnings in our lives, all marked by celebrations or quiet reflection.  Students return to school, New York’s art galleries throw open their doors for another season of art seeing, and we forage frantically through our wardrobe for a cozy sweater to ward off the coming chill.  In my case, September 13, 2009 marks one year of marriage.

Such an event does not pass by unnoticed, and my mind and heart have fallen into a thoughtful murmur.  Carrying me through the emotions is a constant stream of images from the wedding day.  At the center, standing tall and robust, a beacon to remembrance, is our Baroque-inspired wedding cake. When I think of the meaning of marriage, I look right back to my cake.

The Formal Qualities of a Wedding Cake Should Capture the Essence of the Bride and Groom.

Think of your cake as a monument to your marriage and the base upon which you will stand for years to come.  Do the aesthetics of your cake convey a sturdy, lasting message about you as a couple to your guests?  Will they look at it and think, “of course that cake would be powder blue, she works at Tiffany’s” or “They balanced the blue with crisp white piping, an homage to the groom’s love for tidy, rectilinear shape.”  The cake is a chance for the guests to get a taste of the couple, to figure out what matters to them and to decipher their love code through sight and taste.  It’s a peek inside the sacred.

A Cake Is Not Confectionery. It Is Craft.

Too often the cake gets relegated to the land of fluff and sugar clouds, becoming an after thought. This is a great disservice not only to the couple but to the person that handcrafted it.  Cile Bellefleur Burbidge of Danvers, MA who made our cake (above) painstakingly hand formed all the flowers and garlands herself in the weeks leading up to the nuptials.  My would-be husband, mother, and I consulted with Cile regularly, serving as a guiding force to the overall look.  I wanted no lattice, only garlands with a simple swag; Stefan wanted the heavy Baroque base.  We left Cile to the flowers and the topper, her signature talent that should never be interefered with.  The end result was a cake that felt like every piece was a symbol of us that we were honored to share with the world.

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I came across Cile’s cakes at the Peabody Essex Museum’s Wedded Bliss exhibition (April 26, 2008 – September 14, 2008) in Salem, MA.  I was so inspired by her work that I called her directly at home.  Her society cakes were out of reach (much like a Syliva Weinstock), but a modified design that spoke directly to the aesthetics of our relationship was ideal.

As we celebrate throughout September, look for more stories on wedding crafting.

In the meantime, tell us a bit about your cake.  Did it carry any significance for you or was it just a cake?