“I recently received a fine printed catalog from one of my favorite antique silver dealers, SJ Shrubsole, located on 57th Street here in New York. In the introduction, the proprietor, Eric Shrubsole, tells a charming story about his parents. His mother would visit his father’s shop in London on occasion, and “from her perch of serene ignorance” she would claim surprise that he still had this or that old thing, orphaned and unsold. His father would answer in exasperation that yes, he still had this thing, and that thing, and that thing, and if he didn’t, he wouldn’t have a business anymore. Many decades later their son concludes, “My point is that inventory is the proof of a great dealer. We buy what we love; we wait for someone to love it as much as we do.””
this little excerpt is from a post by thomas o’brien on his areo studio website. In his post he discusses his feelings about the current importance placed upon social media for/by small(er) businesses. I like that he has stopped, and asked his reader to stop, and take a moment to consider what impact this has upon a store built around objects with a history…
but the above excerpt struck a particular cord. I feel just as this old silver shop keeper must have and joke with friends that I foster vintage pieces until they can find the right home …. because we- treasure hunters & finders of beautiful things- we buy what we love; we wait for someone to love it as much as we do ….
a little peek at whats cooking in the shop this week…. look for these and other pretty bits soon.
recently ive been thinking about the work of laura letinsky. i attended a lecture of hers about a year ago and ive been rolling her images over in my mid alot as of late.
like modern day vanitas they have a persistent quality of absence. i find myself studying them for clues about who has just left the room and the lives contained just outside the frame.
beautiful to look at – soft but striking pallets and lots of little details to captivate.
i wanted to share some of the inspiration behind the Hunt Collection
. named for the author of my favorite cook book of all time- Peter Hunt’s Cape Cod Cookbook
was the artist behind peasant village
& member of the provincetown community. the depth to which he was connected to his community is evident in this cookbook, which for me, is so full of magic it makes me catch my breath each time i crack its pages. the hunt collection
is meant to embody the ease of summer living on cape cod. As chic as jackie o in the most light, breezy and effortless of ways. the collection lies somewhere between a day on a cape cod beach and a humid summer’s evening in the back yard with gin&tonics and loads of good friends –
a pallet of sun drenched & salt bleached days.
the marriage of rusticity and refinement, the quintesential new england charm.
*photos: unknown. esquire. flickr. cottagefarm;hunt collection
strawberries. synonymous with all things summer. they are finally ready. for the last few weeks we have been waiting and tasting the samples, but they werent ready. didnt have that sweet juicy ripeness that only the proper amount of summer sun can bring. so patient we had to be. yesterday however, all the sun and starts had aligned in the strawberry world and they were ready.
they were still quite dear though, 3.50$ for a small pint, but the reward was worth it. i managed to get a photo before the were gobbled up – over yogurt with fresh local honey.
next week i am hoping to make some sort of dessert, im still waiting for them to be at the market in abundance. but im thinking something with strawberries, basil and rich dark balsamic. maybe cheese cake. also isnt the linen i photographed them on divine. a huge thick linen kitchen towel, coming to the shop this week.
i also found this beautiful food blog. My New Roots over at thecitysage. the recipes look gorgeous. i can not wait to try a few of the grain related ones. we arent vegetarians but eat meat only about once a week, if that so i am always looking for smart healthy new recipes. snow peas and pea tendrils and mint are also raging at the farmers market so i think i might make some of this simple mint pea dip and have it on toasts with a soft boiled egg one night for dinner.
all of the fresh spring vegetable are bursting from the farmer’s market – snow peas, mint, pea tendrils and lots of lemons – and so a crisp bright wines was most certainly the only option –
its bright on the tongue – perhaps just a hair too acidic, but has nice citrus, grapefruit and pairs nicely with food. what i particularly liked about the terra robles is the lovely mouthful of orange blossom and honey – quite unexpected but very welcome –
delightfully priced at 9$
pair with fresh pea and mint risotto.
happy friday everyone. i spent the earliest part of wednesday at the san francisco flower market
, a must if you are in town or if you ever visit. the anemone
this time of year are absolutely gorgeous & locally grown so i couldnt resist picking up a few bunches – i love the contrast of their dark centers with aged silver and pewter vases…. i wish they had had a little more time to open but alas…
still lovely i think and i adore how all the colors look mixed together.
vermont has a very special place in my heart. as a child i spent many vacations exploring its woods and experiencing its landscape. i spent winters there learning to ski and to love the crisp cold sound of snow underfoot. eventually i attended college there and lived some of the most important years of my life.
vermont is a state unlike any other, handmade has always been and remains a way of life. hard work, creative thinking & kindness are the most valued traits a person can possess. when i am an old woman i hope to own a little piece of land with a brook running though the back in a sweet little town somewhere in the state. there i will master the art of fly fishing, raise bees and grow things from the earth….
as a child i have vivid memories of visiting the studios of Simon Pearce. the pottery and glass blowing were equally captivating. the studio sits in a mill at the crest of a huge falls on the Ottauquechee River. through a maze of things i could never touch and down into the belly was where the demonstrations happened. so vivild is this experience etched into my mind i can still feel the heat of those fires on my face.
it is a beautiful company with an inspired history. i was thumbing through their catalogue last evening and couldnt help but share some of their work –
brookfield nesting bowls; hartland candlesticks; corinth thistle vase; barre serving bowls.
im so excited! to release two new collections, the ZOLA and HUNT collections, in the shop today,and i will be posting some of the inspiration behind them over the week but for a wonderful sneak peek head over to illseen,illsaid. jane has written up a lovely post.
i hope you all enjoyed your weekend… inbetween rain drops i watched Coco Chanel & Igor Stravinsky, directed by jan kounen- i find more and more that when watching a movie, what im actually watching is the sets. i had to watch the king’s speech a few times to be able to tell you what actually happened in the movie but the set, i think i can map out each scene. Coco & Igor was no different. its streaming on netflix at the moment. the the set becomes the bonding point for the movie, which in all honesty is pretty slow and not terribly compelling, but the sets…
it plays on chanel’s iconic black and white fashions and stravinsky’s fame as a composer – the notes on a page, the alternating keys on a piano – through the sets their world seems to flow seamlessly together – the majority of the movie takes place within chanel’s home.
i believe the sets are designed by marie-helene sulmoni and yves fournier, but i had a very hard time confirming this, so if i am mistaken please correct me. what ever the case, they are truly inspirational, with too many details to point out but i hope you’ll enjoy lingering over them as much as i have. i also couldnt resist this little bowl, so humble yet elegant especially paired with that crystal steamware.