The backside of the tubby chairs. I can’t believe I forgot to include this photo in the previous post. Please understand that the front two rooms are a long way from being complete with furnishings, art, and decorative objects which will add color, variety, and vibrancy to the overall spaces. This process is called decorating one square inch at a time.
(above) Behind the chair is a piece by Scott Barber called Swell. Giclée print on Lysonic paper. First edition, October, 2004, limited to 500. Once it’s hung, I’ll do a full-on proper photograph of it, but I’m waiting for the final coat of paint to be applied on the above wall cabinet before I hang it.
A pair of tubby armchairs. That’s how 1stdibs had listed them when I first added them to my portfolio. Before all the restoration work, I had lived with a lot of traditional hand-me-downs and antique mall finds. In other words, my décor suffered greatly from the brown furniture syndrome in an out-of-date arts and crafts style. It was time to grow up in a timeless manner, since I no longer needed trendy objects to disguise a house that desperately needed structural updating. The key words that must apply to any new object chosen for my house are: timeless, integrity, functional, quality, quiet, sophisticated, and gracious.
Bertha and Bubba survey the realm from their new lofty perch. I’m pretty sure with time and exposure, the intense color of the steps will eventually tone down as my front doorsteps have.
The handmade clay brick paver work is complete, and I would now like to bore you with the technical design details of brick laying. It all started with a series of books written and illustrated by Peter Joel Harrison, who was the first to research and illustrate the historic details of fences, gates, gazebos, trellises, brick pavement, and garden walls. I won’t tell you why and how he came to do this, because you can easily find this out by visiting his website.
This detail view of the fence was taken in the afternoon.
Day 14. Preparation for the lace fence installation. The fence contractor, Bryan Warrick of Allen Fence Company, is a full time firefighter who does this on his days off. On Tuesday, he had installed all but 3 fence posts when the University Park’s code enforcement swung by and shut us down because no permit had been issued. DRAT! I had warned all of them that a permit was needed, but they chose to fly under the radar. My landscape contractor thought that since we were replacing an old chin link with a newer one that the city’s approval wouldn’t be needed. Who would think that UP would be desperate for the cash? After all the Park Cities has some of the wealthiest folks living here who pay hefty property taxes. Go figure. Bryan then drove to the code enforcement offices, filed the drawings, requested a permit, and then called it a day. Thursday, his next day off, he would continue after picking up the permit.
A pink fiberglass pokey. It may be pink, but I guarantee there will be a stink once it’s removed five weeks from now. With no fantastic tale to share, suffice to say that my left hand has a major broken bone, and typing with one hand doesn’t inspire witty copy.