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Deco Doings - November, 2023
Autumn by William Welsh, 1930. Image from Pinterest. Here is a list of some wonderful Art Deco Events happening this November to enjoy. Metropolitan Museum of Art Art for the Millions: American Culture and Politics in the 1930s (In Person Event) Thursday, September 7 – Sunday, December 10, 2023, Metropolitan Museum of Art, 1000 Fifth Avenue, New York, NY Poster House Art Deco:…
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#Art Deco Posters#Art Deco Society of New York#Art Deco Society of the UK#Art Deco Society of Washington#Art for the Millions#Australian Art Deco Hotels#Chicago Art Deco Society#Connecticut Avenue#Detroit Area Art Deco Society#Detroit Wallpaper Company#Jamaica Queens#Metropolitan Museum of Art#New York Adventure Club#Poster House#The Brill Building#The Bronx#Tortoise Supper Club
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ALICE COOPER Toronto 1989
You could not have grown up in the '70s without being aware of Alice Cooper, the band or the man - by now it's an academic point. Shock rock or glam or punk precursor, the band led by the eponymous Alice (born Vincent Furnier in Detroit in 1948) made a major mark on the decade with albums like Love It to Death, Killer, School's Out, Billion Dollar Babies and Welcome to My Nightmare. I was delighted - and a little bit frightened - when I was assigned to take Alice's portrait for NOW magazine a few months into working full-time for the paper. I had heard stories - at some point in the '70s and early '80s Alice had nearly killed himself trying to live up to his image (see the 2014 documentary Super Duper Alice Cooper) - but everyone kept reassuring me: "He's a really nice guy. You'll see."
Alice Cooper, by now a solo act, was in town promoting the record that would make his major comeback at the end of the '80s, Trash, on which members of Bon Jovi and Aerosmith as well as Dead Boy Stiv Bators made guest appearances. (Alice always had punk rock bona fides: don't forget that John Lydon lip synched to "I'm Eighteen" on the jukebox of Vivienne Westwood's shop when he tried out for the Sex Pistols.) He ended up playing the Skydome (now the Rogers Centre) on New Years Eve that year, so I suppose I was assigned this shoot in advance of that gig. I took my new Nikon F3 and Rolleiflex and some lighting up the elevator to a suite at the old Sutton Place Hotel and found Alice waiting, surrounded by record company people and his manager. I quickly scanned the room to find a decent location for what I assumed would be the usual lightning quick shoot.
Did I have "School's Out" and "I'm Eighteen" playing in my head when I shook Alice Cooper's hand in that hotel suite in the fall of 1989? No doubt I did, but I had to find a spot for our shoot and settled on an antique chair with brocade upholstery in front of a wall where the flocked pattern on the curtains and wallpaper matched each other. I thought the formal, floral background would contrast with Alice in his leather vest and skinny jeans, but for a moment I thought I made a mistake explaining this when his beefy manager said that he didn't think it was a good idea for Alice.
Gratefully - you have no idea how tough it is to pivot during a shoot when you have one idea and no time - Alice disagreed and said he thought it was a great idea, and his manager backed off. The shoot went fast: Alice mugged and glowered for me, slipping in and out of the Alice persona, while I shot a roll each on the Nikon and the Rollei, and then I got the high sign from his manager, packed up and thanked Alice for his time. And yes - he turned out to be "Mr. Nice Guy", in the best possible way.
#alice cooper#portrait#portrait photography#rolleiflex#black and white#film photography#some old pictures i took#musician#rock star#early work#nikon f3#hotel room
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12, 19, and 21 for the ask game! 🎵
ooh my friend mars twothirdsgenius, thank you!!
12. three favourite songs from video games
yippee more video game music!!!!
the rain formerly known as purple - chris christodoulou continuing my risk of rain 2 ost agenda. it's one of the best to ever do it idk what else to say. if you pick one song to listen to, enjoy this one <3
the sanctified mind - skye lewin, michael salvatori destiny music is also undefeated all time great stuff, i own all of the d1 soundtracks. i wish garden of salvation wasn't my least favorite raid, bc this is my favorite boss music. i still can't believe bungie let a legend like salvatori go :(
kakuri-yo kagura (normal) - kocho, tekken project never played a fighting game in my life (besides smash) but oh man the tekken 8 soundtrack has some great music on it
19. three songs that are your guilty pleasure
i do coke - kill the noise, feed me i would die without my sleazy edm. makes it very difficult to have my playlist on shuffle in front of polite company but that's my cross to bear
speed drive - charli xcx i didn't even care for the barbie movie all that much but when my girl charli makes music i will be there. i am the supporter.
die for you - grabbitz, valorant my vendetta against v*lorant cannot stop this song from being good, alas
21. three songs of your childhood
the way i are - timbaland, keri hilson, d.o.e. ahh this song... one of my first favorite songs that i can remember with my awful memory. i didn't know what it was called for ages but when it would play on the radio i was so happy ;_;
detroit rock city - kiss alkjgfhsdf my dad used to take me along with him to rock concerts so i've actually seen kiss live multiple times. it's silly dad rock but it was my silly dad's silly dad rock :')
beautiful liar - beyoncé, shakira including this song bc, in retrospect, the amount of times i watched the music video for this and the beyoncé wallpaper on my first ever computer really should have been my first clue about some things...
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Sooch Foundation was founded by Navdeep Sooch, co-founder and chairman of the board of Silicon Laboratories, a mixed-signal chip design company headquartered in Austin, Texas. As a tech entrepreneur, Nav continues to develop ventures in this arena. Nav was born in Punjab, India. He moved to Detroit, Michigan at age ten, where he attended Detroit public schools and the University of Michigan. He completed his graduate work at Stanford University. Nav credits his personal success chiefly to the educational opportunities afforded him. He believes that education can be the single biggest factor in an individual reaching a level of full self-sufficiency.
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Red Daisies in the Paint Box - Chapter 3
Warnings: self-deprecation, alcohol mention
Description: You are a painter from a small painting company. One of your clients has been murdered and you have been brought onto the case as an informant.
You approach the front door and reach to knock. Before you can do so, however, the door swings open and a small old lady stands there, smiling warmly.
“Oh, you really did arrive here shortly. Aren’t you just darling.” She says with a merry tone. You give Jonathan a look as she sidles back into her house. He shrugs and the two of you enter. The interior of the house is much like its exterior. The walls are falling apart and you can see the faint traces of what must have been a fairly fancy wallpaper. The furniture is dusty and smells of mildew. The carpet is coarse and stained with years of food. There are many artifacts of this woman’s life adorning the various shelves and bookcases littered around the room. A small box T.V. stands in front of the old couch, on the floor.
The entire room gives you a nostalgic feeling. You remember your grandmother’s home was very much like this one. You are suddenly overwhelmed with a feeling of homesickness, even though it wasn’t really your home.
“Hey, are you okay?” Jonathan snaps you back to reality with his concerned tone. You tell him you're fine, just a bit hungover. He gives you a look that's a bit disapproving and empathetic. You shrug and look towards the doorway that your client had exited through. She reappears and tells you to sit down while she gets a snack. You tell her it’s okay, but she insists on giving you food. You and Jonathan sit down on the dusty couch and it sinks down, touching the ground. Jonathan looks at you and releases a small laugh.
“Man, I’m getting flashbacks of my Mom’s cabin.” He reminisces. “Used to go there every summer. Me and my brother would just sit on the couch with the fan on watching my mom smoking on the front porch.” He laughs again and you return it this time. You then reminisce about how you used to spend a lot of time in your grandmother's living room, sewing and playing with old cards. He chuckles at that.
“Never thought you were the type with the patience to sew.” He admits with a chuckle. You say that you used to be quite good at it, but none of that knowledge has stuck around. Just then your client shows up with a tray full of cookies and a steaming teapot.
“I’m not the best at baking, but my grandchildren say that I make the best tea and cookies they’ve ever had.” She says with a grin. You and Jonathan laugh and take a cookie each. She turns around and pours you both a cup of tea. You ask for two sugars and some cream. Jonathan asks for the entire bowl of sugar and no cream. You give him a look and the two of you laugh.
After you finish with your snack, you ask your client if she would mind showing you what color she would like her walls re-painted. She shyly chuckles then says alright. You bring her out to your van and show her the colors you have with you, informing her that if she doesn’t like any of these you have more back at the office.
“Hmmm, I really like this blue one right here.” She says after some thought. You grab that blue, then head back to Jonathan.
“Oh, that blues really pretty. Great choice.” He says. “I think we need to pick up some more though. We only have that one can left.” You ask him if he would like to go pick it up from the store. He says that it’s okay if you do it, in fact, he’d like to stay here and get started. You say okay and hand off the paint can.
“Adios, I’ll see ya later.” He says with a smirk. You smile back then head to the car. You quickly identify the correct color on your reference cards and start the engine.
Once you arrive at the store, you see a strange congregation of people. They are standing in front of some sort of display. You decide to ignore it and focus on your work, besides it’s not like it’ll be important later on in the story.
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On second thought, you will check it out. Never know when these plot twists will strike you in the face. The display is an advertisement for a new popsicle brand. Color Cop Pops. They are different colored popsicles with silly faces and cop accessories on them. This strikes you as incredibly stupid. You start to wonder why you even wasted your time looking at this display of stupidity. You go back to ignoring it and continue on your shopping trip.
You immediately race to the paint aisle upon entering the store to make up for lost time staring at idiotic children's marketing. Slowing down, you eye the many shades of colors lining the aisle, comparing each to the card you brought with you. After a while of searching, five whole minutes, you find the type of paint you were looking for. You place sixteen cans in your cart and head for the register.
Upon heading back to the van, you once again catch a glimpse of the Color Cop Pops. Wow, children really are stupid if they think that thing is even remotely appetizing. You ignore again, but this time with repressed hatred.
By the time you get back to the client, it's around noon. You walk into the open front door and see Jonathan, sitting on the couch with your client. They are pouring over what looks to be a photo book and Jonathan has a sandwich clasped in one hand.
“Hey buddy, you made good time. How was the shopping trip?” Jonathan asks, noticing you. You tell him it went fine and that you now have another sixteen cans of the color. He smiles and tells you good job. Then your client invites you to sit down and eat something. You comply and soon all three of you are laughing and talking over the photo book.
“Alright, I think it’s time we actually did our job,” Jonathan says when you point out the time. It is 2:45. You both head out to start painting. Jonathan shows you where he started. You both continue until the sun starts to set.
“Time to pack up,” Jonathan says to you sometime around 5:30. You pick up the brushes and the cans. Jonathan says goodbye to your client and assures her that you both will be back tomorrow to finish the job. You finish packing up and then you and Jonathan drive back to the office.
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A Phone Call - A Detroit: Become Human FanFiction
Warnings: Suicide and Major Character Death
Characters: Connor, Hank, RK900 (Richard)
Prompt: Based on the reverse roles au, where Connor is the human and Hank is the android. Now, it’s Connor who commits suicide, and Hank, who fails.
Words: 3160
Summary: If there had been a moment of brevity, Connor might have stopped. But he didn't.
Also on Ao3 - [x]
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The phone was in his hand.
So unfamiliar, the weight of it. He had held it in his palm for many years, the sweat stretching like paper film over its screen as he listened to the constant nattering of the forensic office, the DPD assistant at the front desk-- Tammy, read her name, in bold letters on a golden metal sheen, batting the android assistants away as she struggled for the paperwork that spilled out of her arms--and Jeffery, all tired in their own way, voices dry and cracked, so much unlike the ever-constant pattering of Detroit’s rain. The screen was cracked now, shattered at the edges like broken glass, and a long line that stretched across the middle, distorting the screen just enough to make his eyes stream.
RICHARD, was the word now that gleamed starkly out to him, like the gasping chasm of Hell, a trapdoor gaping wide open to expose a wild stream of light. It hurt his eyes, staring at the default white font, the pixels at the edges shifting and dancing the more he stared unblinkingly into it. It looked like milk spilled on black paper, the letters sinking into the sodden parchment as it turned a darker and darker grey until eventually, it became darker than the black itself. He swallowed his throat (the skin stretched and stuck together, and for a brief moment, he couldn’t breathe) and pressed Call.
The first ring came.
It was almost as agonizing as knocking on Richard’s pristine door, the wood rattling against his knuckles and then echoing on as the wait began, in the cold rain as the fall evening reminded him constantly of its rebellious decision to turn to winter before its time was due.
Richard had never opened the door.
The second ring came. Connor thumbed the surface of his table. Even though he was inside, the chill against the base of his spine was almost painful, and the sick twist of warmth in his stomach was not a welcome assistance. By the third ring, his thumb was brushing against the END button, and he released a shuddering breath.
“Hello?”
Ah. Shit. Connor opened his mouth, and nothing came out. All he could hear was the roar of his air conditioner. He forgot it could be so loud.
“... Connor? Is that you?”
He forgot how to talk. He wet his lips. Once. Twice. His tongue was so dry. He croaked when he hadn’t meant it, but it sounded like a “Hey,” and it was at least a start.
“Uh… hey. What’s up?”
Richard’s voice was distorted by the miles of distance, the barest of crackling against the transmission. Like sand against rocks, scrapped over skin. He rubbed at his forearm.
“Uh,” Connor coughed. “Nothing… Nothing much. I, uh, just wanted… to check up on you and… yeah. Y’know. Just chat. I, uh. Yeah. Haven’t talked to you in a while and all that.”
Connor’s mouth moved on its own. He didn’t even know what he was saying. He was standing yards away, in the hallway, listening to the conversation play out. A person outside of the scene, eavesdropping. He wondered if he looked back, he’d see himself standing in the dark.
There was a long pause, and in that pause, Connor knew everything. He sensed Richard squinting down at his phone, bridge wrinkled and nostrils flared as he made a face of mild disgust. “ Now ?” he asked, with a hint of indignation.
Connor’s fingernails rubbed against his palm achingly. Everywhere hurt. “Y-yeah. I don’t know. I didn’t know when to call.”
“Well,” Richard’s voice was strained, and he heard the man draw in a long breath. Words through the teeth, like talking to a child constantly causing trouble. “You never return my calls when I do have time, man. I’ve got a meeting in five.”
“O-oh.”
Connor leaned against the chair, the bones of it creaking as he sagged his weight over it. He fucked up again.
“W-well, in that case, sorry. I didn’t mean…”
Another long pause, as Connor lost his mouth along with his head and forgot what else to say. He opened and closed it, a small pop of his lips, but kept any noise from coming out. Don’t fuck up again.
“Uh.” It was Richard this time, the single syllable word managing to separate into two the longer he drew it out, and he could picture the man, dressed sharply in a suit and tie, gaze about awkwardly into the hallway as if the wallpaper would provide an escape. “Look, Connor… I appreciate you calling and all, but… I mean, I have maybe two minutes tops.”
Two minutes. He didn’t know why it felt so important, but the time burned in his stomach, an ache with no end. He blinked, straining to find his head again, but he didn’t need to. It came with the ache, burning stronger than his chest. “That’s fine,” he breathed. “Two minutes are fine.”
“Uh… okay?”
He wet his lips again. His tongue stuck to the skin. “How’s Brooke?”
Richard made a noise, much akin to a suitable What the fuck? , but didn’t elaborate. “Uh, she’s fine. She’s… uh, in L.A. right now, talking to some editors about her book deal. Been there for a week now.”
Brooke wrote? For how long? Connor squeezed his eyes shut (the room was spinning), and rubbed his hands over his face (they were shaking) as he tried to grasp at the strings of conversations dangling at the ceiling, when Richard gloated over his fiancee and Connor shoved steak into his mouth, willing the sounds of chewing to drown out the burning words. He didn’t even recall the wedding reception. Was he there for that? The ice at his back twisted into claws scraping at his skin, and he squished his eyes in with his palms, waiting for the black dots to start anew in his vision.
He must not have said anything in reply, because Richard said tentatively, “How’s Jenna?”
Jenna? Who was Jenna? He didn’t even remember his face until his mouth answered for him: “It didn’t work out between us.”
Short hair. Brunette. A strange smile that only quirked at one side of her face, leaving her looking lopsided and ill-kept. He was wild about her. She always wore this bright yellow jacket that fell just below her thighs; it bled through the mirage of greys and blacks in Detroit. Why didn’t he remember her?
“Oh. I’m sorry to hear that.”
“Yeah.”
At the sound of his own voice, he remembered, peering through a mirror of his own tenor, Jenna raging on the other end of the phone. He hadn’t gone to something with her. Something important. He was too busy at work, asleep at his desk, smoke still clinging to his clothes like a vice. She could smell it on him as he met her, three hours too late, hair disheveled and flowers wilted and crumbled, just like his apology. She wrinkled her nose, eyes still swollen and watery. His cheek still stung when she left him in the rain. He fucked up again.
He swallowed (and his throat still stuck together).
“How long have you two been married again?”
An audible huff came this time, laced with irritation. “Three years, Connor.”
“Oh.”
“You missed both of our birthdays for the past two years.”
“... Oh.”
It hurt to breathe again. Wisely, he decided to say nothing else. The clock ticked on, and the chill never left. On the other end of the line, he could hear distant mutters, drowned out by the static and his air conditioner.
Richard’s voice fell into a soft whisper. “Look, I gotta go, Connor.”
Connor’s hands wouldn’t stop shaking. He swallowed (fuck, stop closing), and bit his tongue. The air conditioner roared so loudly that he couldn’t hear his own breath, and it occurred to him that he had never turned it on that evening. “Y-yeah. Go ahead. Tell Brooke I said, ‘Hi,’ and all that.”
“...Yeah, sure.”
Don’t fuck up again.
Fuck, everything hurt.
“And Richard?”
Silence. Connor didn’t even know if he was still on the line. Nevertheless, he twisted his fingers in his palm, feeling the nails dig into the soft flesh.
“I never actually hated you.”
Another long pause of silence. Connor waited, his eyes darting idly about the kitchen until the constant, ever-present din crooned in his ears.
Richard had hung up.
He still felt like he was standing at the door, rain pelting at his jacket, Detroit autumn always reminding him that winter came whether he wanted it to or not.
Connor released a shaky breath and brushed his hands against a metal barrel.
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His company had the budget and reputation to ensure all of the highest quality of items, and the chairs were no different. As Richard settled into the leather seat, it sank comfortably against his weight, a perfect firmness at his spine as he rolled himself up towards the table. His coworkers seated themselves beside him, unbuttoning their expensive suits to keep them from wrinkling, and smoothing out their ties against their chests. Richard ran a contemplative hand through his hair, gnawing at his cheek as his eyes danced nonchalantly across the table, Connor’s voice still an echo in his ears.
Two years.
He hadn’t called in two years.
He knew this because Brooke had mentioned it just two weeks ago, lips curving into their own scowl as she remarked upon the complete audacity of her brother-in-law, who hardly knew her name. “I don’t know how someone could just…” she had tossed her hand about as if the word was there in front of her, in reach for her to grab it, “abandon the rest of their family like that. I know he hasn’t called your mom in years either.” And Richard had contemplated that, licking excess spaghetti sauce off of their ladle and snorting when Brooke had flicked him in the nose. Richard interlaced his fingers together now, pads twitching against the webbing.
“That’s fine. Two minutes is fine.”
It was the strain of it all that had kept Richard on the line. The absolute desperation. Richard toyed with a pen in his hands. Maybe his elder brother finally got it. Maybe he finally was tired of being alone.
Richard jumped at the squeak of the door as Simmons swung it open, calling their attention with a good-natured joke and inducing forced laughter from the rest of them, as he slapped the papers down on the table with an authoritative thump. So the meeting began.
He swallowed and listened, as he had always done. The company budget, barked the man before them, tossing papers at them to oggle (if not totally preoccupy themselves with) as he summarized their contents, leaning his weight over the table to eye them all challengingly. It was a game with Simmons, the first to propose a possible solution, and on they would tumble, down the path of legal barriers and corporate propositions that lead to even more capital, each trying to better the other with their own knowledge. A challenge that they all loved, else they wouldn’t all be sitting there in that room, as high of positions as they had, grinning fiercely at each other as though they were squatting in a grass-patched field with a ball at their feet. They waited for the first, and the first did indeed speak, a thin, strong-nosed fellow by the name of Davidson, and he was often first at everything, simply due to his own impatience to, in his words, “get the ball rolling.” Richard watched, cheek pressed against his open palm, a faint grin touching his face as spittle flew from both their lips.
And then five minutes passed in the meeting, and the words came as clearly as though they were next to him, spoken in his ear by the man sitting just next to him, smelling faintly of coffee and washed with cheap store cologne.
“I never actually hated you.”
His grin fell as quickly as the spiders came.
The voices stopped, the murmurs ceased, and all Richard could hear was the ticking of the clock, as though it was the only thing in the room, nestled just above him and clicking its innocent ticks. His throat closed, as though something had slid its fingers through his skin to squeeze directly onto his windpipe. His free hand, still resting on the table, curled ever so slightly so that his nails dug into the metal, and he felt them press into his skin, sinking lower and lower until there was only bone. Spiders. Spiders at his skin. The world was screaming suddenly, the clicking of the clock all muddled together with the whispers around him, and he was standing before he even heard his chair roll and then topple over, the wheels spinning maddingly around.
“Richard?”
He blinked, and everyone in the room was staring at him, mouths agape and brows folded over their noses. The screaming didn’t stop, but it faded for long enough for him to hear the insistent tick of the clock and the air conditioner, so loud in the crowded room.
“I have to go,” was all he could croak before he felt the keys in his pocket and ran.
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Too much traffic. Too many cars. Not fast enough. His thumb pressed against the screen of his phone so hard that it ached.
“Hi, it’s Connor. I’m not at the phone right now, so--”
Richard swore, but he choked somewhere in the middle of it that left him swallowing his tongue. He kept his foot on the gas pedal, swerving between cars. He was certain he heard a siren behind him. He didn’t look to check. All he could hear was the croak of the voice, the last sentence before he had hit the button and shuffled so callously into the conference room.
“I never actually hated you.”
He ended the call, and then pressed CONNOR again.
“ Hi, it’s Connor--”
There was too much traffic.
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He was going fifty in a twenty-five. The sirens didn’t follow him down the road, and for that, he was grateful. Still, the white signs that sped past him glowed accusingly at him, the parked cars the only witnesses of his minor misdemeanor.
The same voice, as loud as ever, as if it was right next to his ear, came again. “Sir, I’m going to have to see your driver’s license for this.”
Now he was going sixty.
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For his salary, his house didn’t look that bad. The shutters were always pulled down, the grass and bushes were always unkempt, and Connor had always parked his car crooked in the driveway--never did he ever use his garage for the thing that it was built for--but, compared to the rest of the houses on the block, it looked quite pleasant. At least the paint wasn’t peeling off.
Before Richard even touched the brakes, he saw another car, pulled to the side of the house, the bright white display of TAXI shining on its side. He gasped in relief at the sight of it, lips curling into this incredibly stupid smile--at least, he assumed it looked stupid, if he bothered to look in the mirror--because it meant that there was another person in the house, and that was fine. His hands were quivering with relief against the steering wheel, and he almost had trouble pulling over to the side, drifting on the brakes as he parked just behind the taxi. He pawed at the handle of his car, almost laughing to himself for fumbling with the door. He couldn’t wait to get inside and crush his dumbass brother.
The cold air struck Richard like a wave, chilled fingers immediately pulling themselves into the creases of his clothes and stealing away his warmth. He ground his teeth and swung the door shut, making a determined strut around his car and into the driveway. His eyebrows twitched when he saw a figure in the light, standing just beyond the porch, white hair stark in the moonlight and clothes glowing in the dark. His twitching eyebrow grew into a frown, and as he stepped closer, he noticed that the figure was standing away from the door, back facing it and head bowed over his shoulders, beard brushing against his finely-fitted suit. The LED was flashing red beneath his silver hair.
Richard stumbled over his feet, and his mouth felt dry.
“Who are you?”
The android twitched its head as if to pull itself from a dream, to blink blearily at him. It was designed to look old, synthetic wrinkles moving with every twitch of its eyes. It straightened ever so slightly, and in a soft tone, said, “My name is Hank.”
Richard couldn’t feel his tongue. The cold was stronger, stealing away the breath in his throat.
“Where’s Connor?”
The android reacted strangely, brow folding over its eyes and its LED blinking erratically, still that same bright red. “I’m sorry, Anderson.”
Richard couldn’t see around him. All he saw was the android and the door. Everything else was dark and cold and not there. He grabbed the android’s shoulders, fingers like iron against its shoulders.
“ Where is Connor?”
It said nothing.
Things were moving too slowly, then. He ran, but everything was too slow. Some force was pulling him back, hands grabbing him at his belt and pulling him down to the ground, clawing at his legs and keeping him rooted to the concrete. He stumbled over the steps at the porch, hands clumsily clawing at the door handle until he miraculously twisted it, the metal biting like fire against his skin. He was sure he called for Connor. He was sure of it. But he couldn’t hear it over the roar in his ears, like jet engines screaming beside him. He threw himself against the wall, as if his legs were drunk or in water, pulling himself along it like a rope on a mountain. He crossed the corner, to the kitchen, croaking for Connor’s name.
And there he was. The first time he had seen him in two years, in his worn out DPD sweater and slacks, barefooted and with a five-o’clock shadow. Lying unmovingly on the floor, with… with…
Red…
O-on his… cabinets…
On the table…
Around his…
His…
The hands finally got him then, and pulled him to the ground by his waist, keeping him there as he stared, spiders having finally stung him, hammer finally crushing his head.
“I never actually hated you,” he had said. And Richard hung up.
The spiders were inside his head, squirming in his ears, and he couldn’t feel anything else but the weight of spikes pulling him to the ground, something wet pooling down his nose.
He fell to the ground and didn't get back up. And he formed a little puddle of his own.
#aw geez#i haven't done a fanfic in years#here we go#actually being the writing tumblr i am#dbh#fanfiction#writing#mine
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i found my essay on gangs in the 20s. it was for a teacher i hated, so i tried 0%, but have it anyway:
While gangs existed before the 1920’s, the Prohibition era brought in an unprecedented form of organized crime. The gangsters from this infamous time have left a lasting impression for their unique style of clothing and way of doing business. The images of tailored pin-stripe suits and a cigar hanging from the mouth of Al Capone have lasted almost a century later, but many do not understand how these gangs rose in the time when America was facing rapid change through industrialization and a progressive reform. The passing of the 18th Amendment, which outlawed alcohol from 1920-1933, opened up a world for a new time of organized crime (Beshears 197).
The lure of the 1920’s underworld was alcohol. During this time, known as Prohibition, the sale, production, and consumption of alcohol became illegal. Instead of this leading to hefty decline in drinking, it instead opened a new world of illegal trade known as bootlegging. The alcohol business boomed despite it being against the law—50,000 people were employed by the alcohol trade in Detroit alone, and it was the city’s second largest industry after automobiles (Rockaway 116). Since the trade was illegal, bootlegging did not create companies—instead, it created gangs. The crime spread like wildfire; Chicago had 1,300 gangs during the Prohibition era (FBI).
Competition between gangs led to high levels of violence. Al Capone, a notorious gang leader in Chicago, was believed to have ordered the Valentine’s Day Massacre. This bloody event left seven men dead, though it missed the suspected target: Bugs Morgan, the leader of Capone’s rival gang. Although Capone was never formally charged for the murders, he came the FBI’s “Public Enemy Number One” (Erb). The murder rates were astonishingly high. Today, America’s population is 300 million compared to 100 million in the 1920s (US Census). Around 16,000 murders occur in America yearly now. In 1925, there were over 12,000 estimated murders (FBI). When comparing the population sizes, it becomes evident that violent crime was at a peak in the 1920’s.
Other changes in the 1920’s culture allowed the boom of organized crime to be as large as it was. First, corruption was rampant. Warren Harding, president of the United States during part of this era, was caught up in the Teapot Dome Scandal (Beshears 199). Drinking, smoking, and sex also became more ingrained in popular culture, especially with the rise of the film industry. The changes in attitudes of Americans took scandal and crime from being hidden to being interesting and exciting. More people were willing to participate in illicit activities than ever before. Whereas in the previous generation, breaking traditional values would create an outcast, the 20’s brought about the idea that the criminal was cool. Al Capone and other prominent gangsters were making headlines left and right. Finally, the Industrial Revolution allowed new opportunities to commit crime. When the automobile became widespread, it offered gangsters a way to quickly escape their crime scenes and perform drive-by shootings (Beshears 200). Without these changes, in addition to the outlaw of alcohol, it is highly unlikely that the rise in organized crime would have occurred in the way that it did. Unfortunately for those living in large US cities at the time, everything came together perfectly to create a breeding ground for violence and illegal activities.
Bootlegging was far from the only crime that gangsters committed in the 1920’s. Outside of rival gang killings for competition, many other sorts of crime offered a source of revenue for members. Gambling and other drug sales were favorites of gangs (Rockaway 121). Gangs also used fraud to get their way. Al Capone was famously finally arrested and sentenced to Alcatraz for tax evasion, not any of his murders (Erb). Insurance fraud became popular too. Gangs would fake accidents in order to make a claim (Rockaway 121). They also often extorted businesses, forcing them to pay the gang for protection or face damage to their property. Finally, murder-for-hire was a common action of gangs in the Prohibition era (Rockaway 122).
Many Prohibition era gangs began the same way they do today. Individuals living in an under-privileged area grow up together and begin to commit small crimes such as shop lifting. When they realize that crime gives them a better chance at making money than any other prospects do because of their impoverished neighbor’s lack of opportunity. This was the experience of the Jewish gang “The Purple Gangsters” who began with petty theft but soon turned their attention towards the underground alcohol trade (Rockaway 116). Like the Purple Gangsters, most other gangs were formed from disadvantages groups of immigrants who saw a better future for themselves through crime (Beshears 198). For many, it did create a better life. Notoriety and money could be gained from being a part of a successful gang. Al Capone and his partner, Torrio, are reported to have earned upwards of $100 million a year from their part in gang life (Erb).
The money that many gangsters brought in allowed them the chance to garner a cult of personality. Today still, the 1920’s mobster look is a famous costume for Halloween. The iconic images have been burned into the collective minds of Americans. The gangsters of this era wanted everyone to know that they were special—unlike everyone else. Frankie Yale of a Brooklyn gang adorned himself with diamonds. Al Capone had custom designed cars. Jack Diamond imported wallpaper to his New York home (Beshears 204). No expense was too high for the prolific gangsters of this time. Not all of their style was used simply to put them above everyone else, though. The large overcoats gangsters could often be found in served a more important purpose. They could use these coats to smuggle weapons, as Dutch Shultz did before killing a rival gang member (Beshears 203).
Gangs in the 1920’s differ from gangs today in some ways, but they are also very similar in others. Gangs of today use distinct ways of dressing just like they did in the 20’s, though the style has shifted and many gangs now adopt colors to separate themselves. The beginnings of gangs have not changed; they are still mostly undereducated and underprivileged males who feel they do not have another way to make it in life. The main source of income has shifted from the illegal sale of alcohol to the illegal sale of drugs due to the repealing of the 18th amendment, but both today’s gangs and the past are stepped in other violent crimes most often. In addition, gangs from the 20’s and today have held an allure to regular society. Where Capone made every newspaper, now most rap songs talk about being “gangster” as if it were cool. A final comparison can be drawn in the difficulty for police to capture gang members. While law enforcement often knows who is committing violent, gang-related acts, they cannot arrest someone for being in a gang and struggle to find enough proof to look people away.
Gangs will always pose a challenge for society, but America never saw such a surge in organized crime as it did in the 1920’s. Gangsters unique style of dress and their live-fast-die-hard attitude have entertained Americans for the past century since Prohibition ended, effectively ending the type of gangs associated with the era. The mix of culture, laws, and innovations allowed for a time when gangster life reached unprecedented attention. While the time of Al Capone has passed, his memory will continue, as will the gang lifestyle of America’s underworld.
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The Arts and Crafts Movement and Development of the Modern Home
American homes in the Victorian period were designed to showcase their owners’ good taste. This is the Wright home in Greenfield Village, where brothers Wilbur and Orville Wright grew up in the 1880s and 1890s.
THF123598a As the “best” room, parlors were meant to show the family’s good taste to honored guests, so decoration was carefully arranged. This photo, probably taken by Katharine Wright, sister to Orville and Wilbur, documents the room in the 1890s.
THF242827 The Firestone Farmhouse, where Harvey Firestone was raised, is also in Greenfield Village. Here is the parlor as curators interpreted it to the mid-1880s. Notice the conscious profusion of pattern, ornament, and what we would call clutter.
THF133628 The family portrait shows just how carefully objects were placed. Even the people seem arranged as if they were objects. In the Victorian mindset, materialism and display were utmost.
THF301364 In this ostentatious, high-style interior from Brooklyn, New York, we see the heights of materialism and conspicuous consumption.
THF38417 This high-style parlor cabinet, made in New York, was meant to impress. Composed of design elements from many historical periods, it truly is a jumble.
THF128558 This music or print stand was made for either a parlor or a library and gives us a sense of just how particular Victorians could get with specific types of furniture.
THF154258 Victorians loved mixing and matching different styles, even within a single object, like this one. The most important thing was decoration, and the more the better.
THF99906 Victorians also loved to mix exotic materials into their rooms. During the 1880s, there was a craze for furniture made from animal horns. This chair is part of a set.
THF81955 Dramatic changes in taste came through the work of English reformer, William Morris. Morris sought to change society by creating the first interior design firm, Morris & Company. Probably his most important design was this reclining chair.
THF159903, THF159902, THF159906 Morris despised “overwrought” decoration. He wanted to return to the simple design of the pre-industrial world. He wanted to reunite the arts with the crafts, destroyed by industrialization. This came to be called the "Arts and Crafts" movement. Ideals of the Arts and Crafts movement were adopted by American tastemakers in the 1890s. Gustav Stickley published a popular magazine called The Craftsman, and marketed a line of furniture, including his version of Morris’ chair. Stickley advocated simpler, less fussy interiors, with multi-purpose rooms, for less formal living. The concept of the living room was born on the pages of Stickley’s The Craftsman magazine.
THF110273 This brochure for wallpaper shows the most up-to-date Arts and Crafts interior available to Americans in 1912. As the title says: "A Well Decorated Home is a Potent Aid to Contentment & Happiness." The hall flows into the living room.
THF215321 Stickley also promoted the idea of the bungalow, or Craftsman house, much less formal and, he argued, more comfortable than the Victorian house.
THF145995 Architect Frank Lloyd Wright took these ideas further with his Prairie houses, where rooms flowed into one another, and exteriors took their cues from the surrounding landscape. This is an unexecuted design for Henry Ford’s Fair Lane Home.
THF157872 This library table displays the simple form and visible construction techniques emblematic of Arts and Crafts furniture. It could be used in a living room as a decorative table or as a desk.
THF159607 Textiles were an integral part of the Arts and Crafts interior. Designers emphasized the use of stylized botanical motifs, such as roses, which harmonized with furniture, ceramics, and artwork. The ideal was to create a unified interior environment.
THF174999 This tile was intended to be a part of a larger composition, perhaps lining a fireplace, where the turtles would follow in a line from head to tail. The effect was intended to harmonize with an Arts and Crafts interior environment.
THF176936 Detroit's Pewabic Pottery was founded in 1903 as part of the American Arts and Crafts movement. This vase represents naturalistic oak leaves in high relief from the surface of the vase. The matte glaze is typical of Arts and Crafts pottery.
THF176898 After World War I, interest in the Arts and Crafts waned, as Americans looked toward other styles like the Colonial Revival and new Art Deco for their homes. However, the concept of the multi-purpose living room persisted.
THF266898 Even in high-style interiors, the open concept living room continued.
THF145237 In the post-World War II era, most American homes featured a comfortable living room. In this Christmas 1962 snapshot, note the Victorian rocking chair on the right and the recliner, an updated version of the “Morris” Chair, at the left.
THF126335 In this La-Z-Boy ad from the 1980s, we can see the influence of the Arts and Crafts movement.
THF290352 This has been a whirlwind tour of American interiors through the 19th and 20th centuries. If you’d like to learn more about the Arts and Crafts movement, check out this Expert Set and other artifacts within our Digital Collections. Charles Sable is Curator of Decorative Arts at The Henry Ford.
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If you anytime watched the “Oprah Winfrey Show,” again you’re apparently accustomed with the allocution appearance host’s admired architectonics guru, Nate Berkus. He currently stars in TLC’s “Nate & Jeremiah By Design” with his husband, Jeremiah Brent, and is additionally the accuracy abaft one of the best admirable suites in all of New York City: the Nate Berkus Apartment, which we featured in our auberge analysis of the Loews Regency New York Hotel.
Set on the 21st attic at the Loews Regency — the abode that invented the byword “power breakfast” — this sprawling pied-à-terre includes a abounding kitchen, a academic dining room, and a balustrade overlooking Park Avenue.
“When designing the Nate Berkus Apartment Apartment at the Loews Regency New York, my capital focus was that the allowance acquainted layered and personal, and yet universally welcoming,” says Berkus. “Take the time to add those baby but important details. For instance, accompany in beautiful, archetypal bath accessories that accomplish your vanity feel special. All-white, costly towels consistently accomplish a amplitude feel luxe and spa-like.”
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Interior artisan Christine Gachot, who helped actualize the chichi and avant-garde attending of the Shinola Hotel in Detroit, has a air-conditioned simple ambush to accord home offices a cleaner feel.
“Using beautifully advised ability cords is an accessible advancement and way that you can leave them apparent after your home attractive too messy,” says Gachot. “That’s absolutely accessible back you accept a abounding family’s accumulation of laptops and phones in use at the aforementioned time all day.”
The Shinola Hotel alike has its own signature advised ability cords that it uses throughout the rooms.
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Alexandra Champalimaud: Use crisp, high-quality bedding
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From alluring burghal retreats like the Auberge Bel-Air in Los Angeles and the iconic Raffles Singapore to affable acreage hotels like Troutbeck in the New York countryside and Monkey Island Acreage set in the English apple of Bray, artisan Alexandra Champalimaud is accepted for her faculty of warmth, style, and grace.
“One connected throughout all of our accommodation projects is punctuating our bedfellow apartment with the absolute bed. Troutbeck, Raffles, Monkey Island Estate, and Auberge Bel-Air — while altered in their architectonics administration — all accept aboriginal and agreeable canvases for rest,” says Champalimaud. She alike goes so far as to adamant her sheets.
For Champalimaud, who leads a 50-person architectonics studio, crisp, ironed bedding are the ultimate sleeping pill. “Nothing allows for a added acceptable coma than the afterimage and feel of a ample bed with high-quality ironed linens,” she says. “Now anticipate about the action of seeing a blowzy abnormal bed gives you. Not absolutely as nice.”
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Located in the active Dupont Circle neighborhood abreast some of Washington DC’s most iconic monuments, The Dupont Circle Auberge afresh got a facelift back minimalist architectonics able Clodagh overhauled its Penthouse Suite. Expect a acrimonious alfresco terrace, angle of the Washington Monument, and attractive floral designs.
To expertly align flowers like the pros, the abstruse is decidedly to abandon austere arrangements. “I like flowers that are not abiding and bent into altered shapes,” says Clodagh. “Keep it simple — like a bottle alembic abounding of daffodils or beginning branches so you can watch attributes in action as they access into flower. We use a lot of simple succulents like afflict plants in bean bowls. If you accept houseplants, go for low maintenance. Orchids are abundant as the flowers aftermost for weeks.”
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Kit Kemp: Innovate with adventuresome blush
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As the artist and artist of Firmdale Hotels, Kit Kemp is the administrator abaft quirky-chic backdrop like the Ham Yard Auberge in London and New York City’s Whitby Hotel.
“Don’t be afraid of painting apartment in altered colors,” advises Kemp. “It can accomplish your home feel bigger and actualize a faculty of drama.”
For instance, the moment you access and attending through the aisle in The Oak Leaf Apartment at Ham Yard Hotel, it awakens a faculty of concern and makes you admiration what’s next. From a blooming and blush bookshelf to the chicken active allowance to the dejected bedroom, the apartment is active after acceptable frenetic. “Even the aboriginal aisle or access can be accustomed a personality of its own and become a adorable abode to dream,” says Kemp.
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Baranowitz Kronenberg: Advance in an artisanal absolute
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Alon Baranowitz and Irene Kronenberg — co-founders of their eponymous architectonics and autogenous convenance — accept advised hotels about the globe, including W Amsterdam, the Sir Victor in Barcelona, and the Sir Joan Auberge in Ibiza.
Usually bent amid Amsterdam and Tel Aviv, they’ve melded the adult accuracy acquired from those authorization stamps with their signature architectonics access and accept lots of abundant tips on advice the auberge attending for your own home.
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“When designing hotels, we architectonics for people; therefore, we architectonics for emotions,” explains Baranowitz, who says that they are consistently fatigued to bounded artisans and their acceptable crafts. Their top tip? “Invest in a good-quality artisanal absolute — the tactility will admonish you of the best awe-inspiring auberge apartment about the globe.”
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The designers’ admired absolute is from Teixidors, which produces abatement handwoven bolt of yak, merino wool, and cottony application chiral processes of classical looms by bodies with acquirements difficulties. “We acclimated these in anniversary allowance of the Sir Joan Auberge in Ibiza to arm-twist the action of actuality cocooned,” says Baranowitz.
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Audrey Sterk: Attending to mother attributes for afflatus
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Nantucket-based artisan Audrey Sterk is administering the new suites that are aperture at the island’s beachy Jared Coffin Abode this summer. Sterk looks to her ambience back creating a amplitude and recommends that mother attributes is the way to go appropriate now. “Collect items on walks and again accomplish a collage, bogie house, or advance for trains,” says Sterk.
“Having an adventuresome seven-year-old boy agency lots of alfresco time. I like to go on scavenger hunts and set the table with article artistic from our afternoon activity. We airing on the beach, acquisition shells, pieces of driftwood, and bank bottle to adorn as the centerpiece. And it gives us article to allocution about over dinner.”
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Similarly, this teak basis emphasis mirror from Wayfair helps accompany a faculty of the outdoors inside. Handmade, anniversary allotment is created application the accustomed shapes and contours of the alone pieces of copse and again accumulated by the aggressive eye of the artist.
Saar Zafrir: Repurpose what you accept
Amsterdam-based designer, investor, and developer Saar Zafrir is the force abaft a cardinal of Europe’s best cutting-edge architectonics hotels including Sir Savigny Berlin, the Brown Bank Abode & Spa Croatia, and the new Provocateur Berlin.
Zafrir believes that abundant architectonics is about accomplished by analytic problems and that it doesn’t charge to be far-fetched. “Simple abstracts or items that are allotment of our circadian lives could calmly become the key capacity to actualize the wow factor,” says Zafrir.
Zafrir recommends application items you accept laying about the abode for aberant art pieces — like old books for the headboard of your bed. “For Sir Savigny in Berlin we acclimated accustomed items (old books) to actualize an arty anatomy abaft the bed’s headboard,” says Zafrir. “Each allowance presents an art adventure from the neighborhood.”
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Jeffrey Beers: Up your bar barrow bold
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When he is alive on projects like the Manhattan Apartment at the Park Hyatt New York, artist Jeffrey Beers, artist and CEO of the architectonics close Jeffrey Beers International, installs custom elements like bar shelving with chip lighting.
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If you don’t accept allowance for a bar cart, you can about-face absolute shelves and bookcases into a accepted bar and added activating shelving affectation option. “For a advanced and different look, I would alone adapt a filigree of cubbies assimilate the wall, and back lit from the inside, they attending decidedly air-conditioned and fresh,” says Beers.
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If you absolutely appetite to advance in a top-of-the-line option, Beers says that the Melrose Bar Barrow by Mitchell Gold Bob Williams is a abundant archetype of avant-garde cocktail culture. “Brass is the iconic metal for confined and I adulation it,” says Beers.
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Meyer Davis: Use chaplet lighting
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Will Meyer and Gray Davis run the multi-disciplinary architectonics studio Meyer Davis, which has become a go-to for affluence brands like Four Seasons, Mandarin Oriental, Dream Hotels, and Ritz-Carlton.
Their latest noteworthy accommodation activity is the redesign of the iconic Rosewood Little Dix Bay resort in Virgin Gorda, area they active a admired address that you can use at home, too: swag pendants, which are lights that adhere from a continued cord.
Meyer Davis puts this retro-chic chaplet lamp over a nightstand. “It will accomplish alive from bed feel elevated,” says Meyer. “This access works for both hardwired and constituent conditions,” he adds.
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“This attending has become a go-to for us, ultimately alarming our Hoist Accumulating with Rich Brilliant Willing,” says Meyer. “Our Hoist pendants appear with admirable ascent discs that advice accomplish them feel intentional.”
You can additionally opt for a added DIY version. “A simple accouterments abundance angle and cardboard adumbration will answer if you’re in a pinch,” says Meyer. You can aces up blind chaplet ablaze bulbs and shades from Home Depot.
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George Yabu and Glenn Pushelberg of Yabu Pushelberg actualize immersive environments in acute destinations. The duo has formed on attractive hotels from Four Seasons Tokyo to the Viceroy Maldives. The aggregation additionally formed on the Times Square EDITION and, admitting the hotel’s adverse cease due to coronavirus, you can still actor its already iconic architectonics that was as adult as Manhattan itself.
Channel a chichi antechamber lounge by rethinking your dining room, which may no best bell with the new means we are active in this moment. “Move the table adjoin the wall, put the dining chairs in your closet, and accommodate the amplitude into the breeze of your active room,” says Yabu. “With these simple edits, you will accept accustomed yourself one large, agreeable amplitude whose cartilage anatomy resembles a antechamber lounge.”
On the added hand, if you frequently use your dining allowance and adopt to accumulate the table area it has historically lived, accede how you can accessible the allowance up to new experiences. “When you are not eating, the table can become the crafts or boardgame station, alike a makeshift wine cellar,” says Yabu. “The adorableness of amalgamation the active and dining allowance is that you actualize the befalling to architectonics the programming of your actual own auberge antechamber lounge in acknowledgment to your needs.”
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A account allotment dining table that will assignment for lounging, playing, and added with the accomplished ancestors for years to appear can be able-bodied account the investment. Check out this hotel-like reclaimed copse dining table from West Elm.
If you do acquisition your dining or active allowance frequently acceleration up as a playroom, a admirable board toy chest from Crate & Barrel is an accessible accumulator band-aid that still looks tidy and elegant.
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The anticipated Corktown eating house debuts on Gregorian calendar month twenty
Lady of the House. Michelle and Chris Gerard One of this year’s most enjoyable new city restaurants, woman of the House, opens its doors to the general public tonight within the Corktown neighborhood. The debut marks the top of a protracted 1st chapter for the edifice that cook Kate Williams has been developing for the past 2 years. While Williams has earned praise for her cookery in city for the past many years fans have rarely had the chance to eat her food on a daily basis. Williams helmed carver in Midtown so went on to assist open 2 downtown city restaurants — Republic and Parks & Rec — within the Grand Army of the Republic building. She left that edifice couple in might 2015 to specialize in a additional personal project eventually named woman of the House. Williams has represented the edifice as corresponding to her own eating area. Here’s a primer on Detroit’s new eating destination. On the name: though some may at the start assume that “Lady of the House” could be a respect to Williams herself the cook takes a broader read in describing the which means of the name. “I'm not vocation myself ‘Lady Of The House,’” Williams told Eater’s mountain climber Dixler Canavan in a very recent interview. To her, woman of the House means that being “the final hostess.” She adds, “We square measure throwing a night meal nightly.” On the location: From the get go, Williams was attack gap a edifice in Corktown. though the neighborhood incorporates a nice edifice community and she or he happens to measure within the space, the cook was additionally sceptred to open her edifice within the neighborhood for its familial connections. Williams’ nice grandparents met at the Gaelic League on Michigan Avenue and her grandpa additionally grew informed near Vermont Street. It doesn’t hurt the edifice is additionally placed on the brink of many city urban farms wherever woman of the House sources its merchandise.
Rum cake. Lauren Miller On the staff: additionally to the cook, woman of the House sports associate degree all star employees. Front-of-house and bar manager Christian Stachel (previously of Wright & Company) helped Williams compute a number of the finer details of the edifice together with a number of the larger food and potable collaborations. Williams’ sous cook Larissa Popa (aka The Meatstress) is additionally a Republic alum and has become well-known for her business and deli skills. Service captain Nicole Miazgowicz additionally came from Wright & Company and incorporates a background operating a number of New York’s higher echelon fine-dining restaurants. On the sourcing: At now it’s virtually perfunctory for restaurants to say their sourcing, however within the case of woman of the House it’s notable. Williams has focused a lot of of her recent career championing little, native farms. Through her woman of the Market eating series, Williams worked with “ugly food” as the way to utilize turn out the farmers may otherwise not be ready to sell. She’s additionally been known to climb aboard boats to urge a sorrow however fisher square measure sourcing their merchandise. At woman of the House, the edifice can supply from a spread of Southeast Michigan producers like Acre Farm, Brother Nature Farm, Coriander Farm, and canopy Crop Ranch. The house owners square measure wanting into buying property north of Corktown to use as a frenzied farmland for the edifice. Vegetable waste made at the edifice also will be came to the farms for composting.
Cucumber carpaccio. Lauren Miller On the food: several of the dishes at woman of the House square measure designed to be shareable however the portion sizes square measure hearty enough that diners aren’t probably to go away hungry. The bread is formed in-house with giant slices served beside slashes of sentimental butter and conserves. Rotating deli choices also are on the menu aboard lamb cut, large cuts of prime rib, and salmon. The room offers some surprises like corn dog rillettes, too. For course there’s a white potato doughnut with herb cream, dehydrated food, and sweetened thyme that Williams says she spent “an embarrassingly long time” perfecting. On the drinks: The restaurant’s bar menu incorporates a very little one thing for everybody starting from ciders to beers to wines and cocktails. Williams is additionally an enormous fan of gin. She and Christian Stachel worked with town|Motown|city|metropolis|urban center|port} City Distillery’s J.P. Hieronymus to develop a special version of the nonwoody spirit for the edifice that may be had neat, on the rocks, or in a very straightforward cocktail. It represents DCD’s first-ever edifice collaboration. woman of the home is additionally operating with Batch production Company on a house brewage.
Corn dog rillette. Lauren Miller On the design: placed within the previous St. Cece’s building, woman of the House has undergone major renovations with facilitate from St. Patrick Thompson style. The 63-seat edifice shares similarities to the previous taphouse house. Williams fought to preserve the masonry surrounds the doorway however removed the glass windows to permit additional light-weight to flood into the Seventies era building. The renovation brightened the inside of the edifice with white stained woods whereas maintaining the overall footprint of the previous dweller. New globe lighting fixtures suspend higher than associate degree updated 13-seat bar counter. Booths and chairs square measure upholstered in heat browns and inexperienced leathers and materials. The women’s restrooms additionally feature some wonderful wader wallpaper and a Ryan goose chair (sorry gentlemen). On the collaborations: additionally to the brewage and gin collaborations, woman of the House additionally worked with native businesses to form distinctive branded things among the edifice. as an example, some might notice that the city Rose candles burning throughout the edifice feature a “Lady” scent. Potato doughnut. Lauren Miller/Lady of the House On the reservations: on-line reservations aren’t presently out there however can eventually be sent through reserve.com. Of course, customers will continuously decision 313-818-0218 to order a table. Walk-ins also are accepted.
On what’s next for woman of the House: though woman of the home is simply obtaining off the bottom, the edifice is already plotting its next moves. Brunch can launch later this fall followed by the gap of a personal eating house placed in a very portion of the building’s basement. Another as-of-yet-unspecified bar project is slated to debut next year together with the out of doors eating house. Lady of the home is placed at 1426 Bagley Avenue; the edifice can open with dinner set from 4:30 p.m. to 11 p.m. Wed through Sunday (bar can stay open till two a.m.).
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Arplis - News: Week 23: Farewell to My Fabulous Fifties- The Wabi Sabi Edition
Happy Monday! We are well into Fall and I am happy to be getting into the more “homier” aspects of my bucket list. I’m wrapped in a warm blanket, I’m wearing fuzzy slippers and I’ve got a fall scented candle burning. So let’s dive right into the messy but beautiful leaf pile that makes up life and take a look at this week’s progress. Kicking it off with a big check-mark on completing that wonderfully complicated puzzle! I have to give a shout out to Mike and Sammi here because they were intrigued enough to join me and together we knocked it out in a couple of days. It was fun, challenging and unique and I would definitely try another puzzle made by this company. Loved working on this with Mike and Sammi. Fun seeing how the unusually shaped pieces ended up fitting together. My Duolingo streak continues, currently at level 982 and I have a 794 day streak going. Classes at Alliance De Francais of Detroit continue. I am thoroughly enjoying it and I know I’ve made definite progress. We are ready to advance to the next book soon and the course will have more emphasis on conversation than it has in the past. This is exactly why I took a class in conjunction with my other efforts as, despite being passably familiar with vocabulary, being able to read and understand the simple spoken word, when it comes to conversation, I get stage fright! So send positive vibes my way because I’ll need ’em! Let’s talk about bucket-list item # 22: Bake a loaf of bread from scratch. I purchased all of the items I’ll need to make bread, according to the book “Flour Water Salt Yeast: Fundamentals of Artisan Bread and Pizza (Deana’s bread bible). Deana so kindly gifted me this book and a proofing basket. I only needed a more detailed set of measuring spoons that included 1/16th tsp, a kitchen scale, a kitchen thermometer, a dutch oven and dough tubs. I was able to obtain all items from Amazon. Looking forward to giving this a try! I know I won’t be getting to this until next week, so I’ll report back in two weeks and let you all know how my first attempt goes. I chose Lodge for my dutch oven because the handles can stand up to the heat from the oven. I was surprised to see that this book advocates using this to bake bread as opposed to a loaf pan. Excited to see how it all turns out! We have started another modernization project. As Mike and I are empty nesters now, our back entryway doesn’t serve the same purposes it once did. The fact that the wallpaper was ripping expedited the decision to redo this area. I started by ordering wallpaper samples and selected the one I thought would work best in the space. We are getting rid of the black Pottery Barn locker and replacing it with a storage bench from Grandin Road and more hooks on the wall above. One of my pet peeves is the fact that my husband Mike tends to pile six or seven coats on a single hook. We will be adding more hooks and hopefully limiting our number of items per hook. I need to purge the back closet and get rid of old coats and winter gear long outgrown by my adult daughters. The bench has been ordered and the wallpaper is stripped. Next up is repainting the trim. And no, I haven’t repainted the laundry room yet, but that will be tackled in due time. Before: The hallway leading to the mudroom.Before: Ready for something different. You can see where we took the door off the hinges leading into the laundry room. We had moved the door to the top of the basement stairs to close it off a few years ago. We still need to repair the woodwork!Wallpaper stripped and ready to go! I made two great dishes with Noom recipes this week, so I have a couple to pick from. The rosemary marinated pork chops were great, but the recipe I’m going to share was our favorite, Apricot Grilled Shrimp which I served with brown rice. Apricot Grilled Shrimp 1 cup apricot preserves 1 lemon 4 tsp soy sauce (I used low sodium) 2 cloves garlic, minced 1 tsp black pepper 2 tsp grated fresh ginger 2 pounds large shrimp, peeled and deveined Place the preserves in a large microwaveable bowl. Microwave on high power for 30 seconds, or until melted. Grate 2 tsp rind from the lemon into the bowl. Cut the lemon in half and squeeze 2 TBSP juice into the bowl. Stir in the soy sauce, garlic, ginger, and pepper. Add the shrimp and toss to coat. Cover and refrigerate for 30 minutes. Coat a grill rack or broiler-pan rack with cooking spray. Preheat the grill or broiler. (I broiled.) Remove the shrimp from the marinade; reserve the marinade. Thread the shrimp onto 8 metal skewers, leaving 1/4″ between the pieces. Cook 4″ from the heat, basting often with the marinade, for 2 minutes per side, or until the shrimp are opaque. Place the remaining marinade in a saucepan and bring to a boil over medium-high heat. Cook for 2 minutes. Serve with the shrimp. 208 cal/serving Apricot Grilled Shrimp, sooo good! In other ongoing items, Noom continues. I completed week 5 on Friday and am down 6 pounds with 7 1/2 inches lost. I am happy with my progress and plan to continue. I have exceed my 50 book goal. Unlike my other items this one concludes at the end of the year as opposed to my birthday. I have read 61 books so far. I am currently reading “After the Flood” by Kassandra Montag and am really enjoying it. It has been described as a riveting and epic saga set in a post apocalyptic world. It was selected as a Libraries Transform Book Pick. I was not familiar with this initiative, but they make a select book available for download in unlimited quantities. After the Flood is available in unlimited quantities only through today (October 21). Here is a link for more information about this digital bookclub and unique reading opportunity. Enjoying this great read by an extraordinary new author. I’ve completed 47 of my 50 workout goal on Nordictrack. This week’s destinations were Bora Bora, Hawaii (again) and my favorite, a walk through New York City which included Central Park, the theatre district and Times Square. It was nice to re-visit NYC, if only virtually! Meditation, affirmation, and yoga all continue, though I’ve not found a convenient studio yoga class yet. I am happy to report we will soon be closing on our Florida home and will be heading down to tend to a few things shortly thereafter. I am grateful for the ability to close remotely. Furniture delivery (at least what’s available) will happen shortly after closing. When we head down, I will be shopping for bed linens, towels and kitchen essentials as well as selecting curtains and bedspreads. We are also doing a little customization after we close, adding a pool, a little custom woodworking, cabinets in the laundry room, new shower doors, and a tile backsplash in the kitchen, among other things. We will be meeting with the trades to get these things underway soon! Lastly, I am ending with a FAIL. Item #42: Actually take out the jet ski instead of letting it sit in the hoist unused, will remain undone. We pulled out the jet ski on this past Saturday which was a gorgeous day in the mid-sixties here in Michigan. It may be one of the last beautiful weekends here before the chillier temperatures of Fall settle in for good. As my birthday is May 13th, it is unlikely we will have the jet ski back in before that. So I have made peace with the idea that this particular bucket-list item will remain undone. In fact, I am going to embrace the Japanese aesthetic of Wabi Sabi, the aesthetic concept of admiring that which is imperfect. This idea is not unique to Japan. The Navajo also have a concept of leaving an open line in the border of their rugs called a “spirit line.” It makes the border imperfect but it allows the spirit of the weaver to exit the work. As I tend to be a perfectionist, I will take this as a lesson in the beauty to be found imperfection. I am going to see this as my “open line” that allows me to exit my 50’s and enter my 60’s with grace and gratitude. My sweetie taking one for the team and getting in the not so warm water to pull out the jet ski. And hey, check out those legs. What a fashionista! Until next week, I hope you are warm, present and taking time to experience everything Fall has to offer. May every blessing be yours. Summer is officially over for us when the boat and jet ski are both out of the water. Even the kayaks have been stored away for the season. Welcome Beautiful Fall!
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The James Bailey House - 10 St. Nicholas Place
When 9-year old James Anthony McGinnis found himself orphaned in 1856 in Detroit, he learned to fend for himself. Five years later he was working in a circus. McGinnis took the name of the circus manager who had taken the boy under his wing, thereafter being known as James Bailey. By the 1870's Bailey was a major player in the circus field; his show aggressively competing with Phineas T. Barnum's as the nation’s premier circus. That competition was eliminated in 1880 when the two managers joined forces, creating Barnum & Bailey's Circus, "The Greatest Show on Earth." Bailey, who was a genius at marketing and public relations, preferred to work in the background, allowing Barnum to take credit for many of his innovations. The business made Bailey a millionaire and in 1886 he began planning a new residence. As wealthy New York families moved ever northward, he anticipated that the developing Hamilton Heights in Harlem would become the next exclusive residential district. The New York Times described the area as “particularly desirable and all the houses that have been put up in this neighborhood are handsome, well-built, elegant structures, and the locality is free from many objectionable features.” Bailey purchased the lot at the northeast corner of 150th Street and St. Nicholas Place and hired New Jersey-based architect Samuel Burrage Reed to design the building. Reed had just published his House-Plans for Everybody – For Village and Country Residences, Costing from $250 to $8,000. Bailey's home could cost far more. On July 31, 1886 The Record & Guide reported on the plans, saying that it "will be built of limestone and in the early English style." (Today we call it Romanesque Revival; although Reed would splash the design with Renaissance Revival and Queen Anne elements.) The article noted "a turret 69 feet high, also of stone, will be built on the southwest corner" and said "The porches will be tiled."
The date 1887, the year Bailey anticipated the project to be completed, is carved into the chimney back. Startlingly, the beautiful (and expensive) Henry F. Belcher oculus windows in each of the gables, are above the interior ceiling line, which makes them invisible from the interior, and because of the lack of light inside, cannot be appreciated from outside.
"It will be finished in hardwoods and will be furnished with steam head and all the latest improvements. The work throughout will be thoroughly first-class." Bailey had given the contractor a one-year deadline; but that did not happen. Finished in 1888 the mansion was fit for a showman--a 62-by-100-foot fantasy of limestone spires and arches, Flemish Renaissance gables and eclectic dormers, a corner tower with a conical cap, and a "boxed" porch supporting a spacious balcony, Even more striking than the castle-like façade were the interiors, designed by Joseph Burr Tiffany, cousin of Louis Comfort Tiffany. Each of the 29 rooms in the 8,250 square foot home was intended to awe. The Architectural Era described the conservatory as being "of iron and glass" and noted the numerous woods used throughout the residence– quartered oak in the two-story entrance hall where the polished floors held complex mahogany inlaid designs; black walnut in the office; hazel wood in the parlor and sycamore in the library. Intricate carpenter’s lace framed the archways between rooms on the main floor. Hand painted wallpaper and frescoed ceilings, art glass chandeliers and carved wooden fireplace surrounds filled the home.
Hall & Garrison executed the intricate woodwork found throughout the house.
The Architectural Era announced, "The windows are of plate glass, cylindrical in the tower, with art glass transoms and each window has inside blinds [shutters]." Those transoms and stained glass windows--upwards of 100--were executed by Henry F. Belcher. He held at least 22 patents for his process, by which thousands of glass pieces, often triangular, were laid out then sandwiched tightly between layers of asbestos. A molten lead alloy was poured in to fill the gaps. When the exterior surfaces were removed the complete, intact panels emerged. (Belcher's company was in business only from 1884 to 1890, most likely owing to the high cost of the windows.)
This window, unfortunately washed out in this photo because of the bright sunlight, is deeply inset within the parlor overmantel.
The sub-basement held the necessary if not glamorous areas--"fuel, steam furnace, refrigerator, etc.," said The Architectural Age. In the basement level, directly above, were the kitchen, laundry and servants' quarters, "together with store-lockers, bath-room, dumb waiter, etc., all thoroughly fitted and finished." The family's bedrooms were on the second floor, and the third was divided into "billiard and art rooms and two chambers, together with an observatory above."
Cast iron gas lamps sprout from the gate posts in this undated photograph, and the stone urn on the porch balcony holds an exotic plant. The female figure on the porch is presumably Ruth McCadden Bailey. from the collection of the Museum of the City of New York.
Millionaires like Bailey required private stables to house their several vehicles, horses and, most often, living accommodations for at least a coachman and one or two stable hands. On August 29, 1886 the Record & Guide had reported "James A. Bailey is going to build a model brick two-story stable, with terra cotta trimmings" on the north side of 150th Street between St. Nicholas Place and 10th Avenue. Samuel B. Reed, understandably, received this commission too. Later Bailey would place the overall cost of construction for his entire property at $160,000--or around $5 million today.
The magnificent "Bailey window," on the landing of the grand staircase included Bailey's monogram. The letters were executed in reverse to be read from the outside.
The Baileys country estate The Knolls, was in Mount Vernon, New York. Only eleven years after the Harlem mansion was completed, the family moved there permanently. While some historians feel that Bailey had become disenchanted with the neighborhood which was not developing as he anticipated, the sale advertisement explained "Owing to his absence in Europe, will be sold at a great sacrifice."
The sale advertisement included a sketch. New-York Tribune, May 21, 1899
The advertisement, in May 1899, touted "The interior finish is in rare and costly woods; elegant mantels, open fire-places, steam heat, electric lights, open plumbing, beautifully decorated throughout." A quick succession of owners followed. The mansion and stable were purchased by Henry Acker. In 1904 he sold the property to Max Marx, who almost immediately resold it to millionaire contractor John C. Rodgers. With Rodgers and his wife in the house were their son, John, Jr. and his wife.
The original chandelier in the dining room survives.
The Rodgers' stable no longer housed horses and carriages, but motorcars. It was a situation that resulted in a horrific tragedy on April 1, 1906. The New-York Tribune reported "Two women were run down by a speeding automobile in New Rochelle yesterday and injured so seriously that one of them died a few hours later...and the other is not expected to recover." The deceased victim was 73-year old Alvina Stein, and the other was her 70-year-old sister, Betty Kuchler. They had just left church services. The article said "After the accident, the automobile, which contained two well dressed women and two men, ran on at even greater speed, the occupants not even stopping to see whether the women were injured." There was no doubt that police would be determinedly looking for the culprits--Betty Kuchler was not only the mother of the Charles W. Kuchler, president of the New Rochelle Board of Aldermen, but of Police Commissioner Henry Kuchler. Witnesses had jotted down the license number of the car. It was registered to J. C. Rodgers, Jr. Investigators arrived at the St. Nicholas Place mansion that evening. The younger Mrs. Rodgers expressed surprise. "We have had the machine about two months, and as far as I know it was not out today." Betty Kuchler lingered in the hospital for two days before dying. But even before then, the widespread press coverage had not escaped the notice of John C. Rodgers, Sr., who did his own investigating. On April 2 he walked into the New Rochelle courthouse with his chauffeur, 20-year-old John Johnston. On April 3 The Sun wrote "When young Rodgers's father, John C. Rodgers, the subway contractor, was told of the accident he blamed his son for running away and insisted that Johnston should give himself up." John, Jr. refused to talk to reporters, but his father issued a statement: According to my son's story, and I think he has told me everything, the party were returning from Larchmont for dinner and going at a moderate rate of speed when the accident happened. As they approached a bridge over the road a four horse milk wagon came from the opposite direction. When our party was almost upon the team the leaders swung sharply across the road directly in the machine's way. It was so sudden that Johnston had no time to shut off and to avoid running into the team. He ran the machine up on the bank until it began to go over. He further explained that in order to keep the car from overturning, he "wrenched around the front wheels" and tore down the bank toward the elderly women. He called the group's speeding away from the scene "a clear case of stage fright in its worst form." Johnston was held on a staggering $10,000 bail and held for trial. Rodgers Sr. paid his legal expenses. In a surprising turn of events, both Johnston and John C. Rodgers, Jr. were indicted for manslaughter in the second degree on April 16.
The "Bailey window" on the staircase as it appears from outside. The small opening below is a stained glass window inset into the overmantel of an excruciatingly charming inglenook.
In April 1910 Rodgers sold the mansion to Dr. Louis Schaefer. The German-born chemist had founded the Schaefer Alkaloid Works in Maywood, New Jersey and owned other chemicals plants both in New York and New Jersey. Schaefer and his wife, Olga, had four children. Two of their daughters were married and living in Germany. Moving into the mansion with their parents were the unmarried Bertha and Ludwig, who, like his father, was a doctor. Things were not going well between Louis and Olga and on May 10, 1911 they separated. The following year, on November 26, Schaefer died in the house. His estate, estimated at $1,555,844 (or about $22.6 million today) was divided primarily among the four children. Newspapers were impressed that his will provided Olga an annuity of $10,000 per year--a comfortable $273,000 in today's money. It also contained an unusual clause regarding the mansion. The Sun reported that it "provided that the contents of his Manhattan home, including his books and paintings, were to go outright 'to those of my children that have not married at the time of my death,'" and that those children had "the right to lease the residence as a home until 1931 at a rental of $1,000 a year, and could buy it for $60,000."
The widow's watch provided breathtaking views.
That clause triggered a battle between Bertha and Ludwig. Before too long Bertha was married to Dr. Franz Koempel. She gave notice to her uncle, the executor of the estate, that she wanted to buy the mansion. Ludwig countered, saying he wanted to buy it and contended that his sister's marriage "deprived her of her right to occupy the house." A law suit was initiated, and because the sisters in Germany had children, they were involved and their fathers had to be served papers. The problem was that the men were in the German army and with Germany engaged in war both were on the battlefront.
Restoration of the "iron and glass" conservatory at the back of the house has not yet begun. The extensive limestone and bluestone retaining wall was listing badly and collapsing at the rear of the property. It was deconstructed and rebuilt by English stone mason, Colin Peters, with some of the work done hands-on by Jenny Spollen and her cousin, Haihua Xu.
Settling the estate became even more complicated when England entered World War I. The Sun explained that a "large deposit" of funds was held in the London branch of the Deutsches Bank of Berlin. The money "was seized by the British Government immediately following the declaration of war." It took years for the Schaefer heirs to receive their inheritance. In the meantime Ludwig and Bertha came to terms and January 1916 she and Dr. Koempel purchased the mansion from the estate. Dr. Franz Koempel's medical office was on East 86th Street. His practice was tagged as "German" in directories for decades. The couple would remain in the former Bailey mansion until 1950.
Apartment buildings were closing in when this photo was taken on September 1, 1935 from the collection of the New York Public Library.
By now James Bailey's high-end residential neighborhood had noticeably changed. The arrival of the Lenox Avenue subway in 1904 and the collapse of Harlem real estate prices around the same time resulted in the district's becoming the center of Manhattan's Black population. Rather than mansions, it was apartment buildings that were being built.
A pretty room leading to a private porch admits light into the main house through a set of stunning etched glass panels.
For years when passing the home while walking to Wadleigh High School on West 114th Street, one teen-aged girl had dreamed of living in the castle on 150th Street. In 1951 the grown-up girl, now married to an NYPD detective, got her wish. Marguerite and Warren Blake purchased the nine-bedroom Bailey house from which Marguerite ran the M. Marshall Blake Funeral Home for decades.
A small fire on the upper floors in 2000 prompted firefighters to break out several of the upper windows. The Blakes, by now, had retired and replacing the windows or repairing the increasingly leaky slate roof of the landmark structure was impossible for the elderly pair. Not yet willing to sell, they moved out. The now empty property continued to deteriorate.
Finally, at the age of 87, Marguerite Blake put her dream house on the market in 2008 for $10 million. The Blakes's inability to maintain the hulking property was apparent. Water had continued to seep in through roof. Plaster had fallen from some of the ceilings. A stifling odor, the result of years of dog urine, defiled the grand spaces. Despite it all, much of the architectural fabric of the Bailey house remained remarkably intact. The exquisite cabinetry, the fixtures like doorknobs and chased hinges, and (other than those lost in the fire) the etched and stained glass windows had survived. There were no takers. A writer for New York Magazine toured the forsaken mansion, calling it “a modern Grey Gardens.” Deliverance came on August 9, 2009 when physical therapist Martin Spollen and his wife, Jenny, purchased the the mother of all fixer-uppers for $1.4 million. The couple embarked on a daunting project, one that would be considered inconceivable for most. Priority was given to the roof--the source of the ongoing water damage. The roof was repaired and slate singles replaced to the precise specifications of the original--down to the pattern of the tiles. Several of the Belcher windows were in danger of being lost as their own weight caused them to sag and threaten to collapse. Expert glass conservators Tricia Somers and Victor Rothman restored the scores of transoms and windows, at times meticulously recreating tiny missing mosaic pieces. The Spollens set up a work-working shop in the basement where Jenny's cousin, skilled carpenter Haihua Xu, reproduces missing or damaged wooden elements. While Martin Spollen carries on his physical therapy practice, Jenny dedicates her full time to the restoration of the mansion--a hands-on labor of devotion. Their astonishing house has always been a private home. Historian Michael Henry Adams remarked that the house “could have been lost 100 times” by being divided into apartments, the interior detailing lost in a conversion to a school or business, or being razed for a modern apartment building.
The end of the restoration project is years away. But the Bailey mansion is safely in good hands. Without the passion of the Spollens for the house and its historic importance it would most likely have continued to decay despite its landmark status. photographs by the author
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Alexander Girard’s Vibrant Designs Were a Love Letter to Folk Art
Alexander Girard in his studio, early 1950’s. Photo by Charles Eames. Courtesy of the Museum of International Folk Art (MOIFA).
In Santa Fe, New Mexico, the late midcentury designer Alexander Girard and his wife, Susan, are local legends. Their presence is a permanent fixture at the Museum of International Folk Art (MOIFA)—where a display of more than 10,000 toys, folk-art objects, and other curios from their personal collection have delighted children and adults alike since 1982.
The vivid gallery wing displays dioramas, toys, figurines, textiles, and more informal taxonomies and vignettes, representing vernacular crafts from more than 100 countries across 6 continents. They fill carefully color-coded vitrines, sit atop plinths, and hang from ceiling beams that, too, have been custom-painted in a bright palette of colors to draw the eye upwards. None of the items are accompanied by wall texts or identification labels; they are meant to be experienced on a purely visual level.
Installation view of “Multiple Visions: A Common Bond” at MOIFA. Courtesy of MOIFA.
The exhibition is just the tip of the iceberg to the 106,000 objects that comprise the Girard collection. Though the architect and designer might best be known for his prolific career producing upwards of 300 designs for American furniture manufacturer Herman Miller, this collection is easily Girard’s magnum opus: a love letter to the world’s folk art and crafts that deeply informed his practice.
Installation view of “Alexander Girard: A Designer’s Universe.” Courtesy of MOIFA.
Installation view of “Alexander Girard: A Designer’s Universe.” Courtesy of MOIFA.
Installation view of “Alexander Girard: A Designer’s Universe.” Courtesy of MOIFA.
To understand the core of Girard’s colorful and expansive oeuvre is to look to Santa Fe, where he relocated in 1953, and spent the next four decades of his life until his death in 1993, at age 86. Born in New York to an American mother and a French-Italian father, Girard was raised in Florence, studied at the Architectural Association School of Architecture in London, and built his early career in stints in Paris, Stockholm, New York City, and Detroit.
Alexander Girard, Miller House, Columbus, Indiana, USA, 1953–57. Photo by Balthazar Korab. Courtesy of The Library of Congress.
“Girard was really a world citizen,” said Jochen Eisenbrand, chief curator of the Vitra Design Museum (VDM) who organized the comprehensive survey “Alexander Girard: A Designer’s Universe” that is concurrently on view at MOIFA, with more than 300 works displaying the breadth of his design practice. Though the touring exhibition includes museums from Palm Springs to Seoul, its current stop in Santa Fe has been particularly resonant for both locals and the Girard family.
“The exhibition coming to New Mexico has been some 25 years in the making, something that began when we were still teenagers here,” said his granddaughter Aleishall Girard Maxon, who co-directs the Girard Studio with her brother, Kori Girard. “This was his chosen home, and it’s where he really wanted to have all his work really held and shown to the world.”
Alexander Girard, Design for matchboxes of the restaurant La Fonda del Sol, 1960. Photo by the Vitra Design Museum. Courtesy of the Alexander Girard Estate, Vitra Design Museum.
When Girard and Susan made their home in the Southwestern city, they had already been amassing a substantial folk art collection for nearly 20 years, beginning with their honeymoon to Mexico, a locale they would visit on numerous occasions. Like many artists—including Georgia O’Keeffe, who became a close friend—Girard was drawn to the Santa Fe way of life, and it was here, away from the bustle of his previous home cities, that he produced the bulk of his career-defining work. During this era, he directed Herman Miller’s newly established textile division for more than two decades, bringing verve to an often subdued aesthetic. Mixing high and low, pop and folk, and craftsmanship and industry, his graphic work imbued a vividly warm and colorful opulence to more than 300 textile and wallpaper designs, not to mention a range of interiors, furnishings, and objects. In Girard’s mind, modern design was “a way of liberating yourself from pursuing historic styles to live up to some imagined social status,” says Eisenbrand. “Modern was simply about living today and being contemporary.”
Alexander Girard, arm chair No. 66310, 1967. Photo © Vitra Design Museum, Jürgen Hans. Courtesy of Alexander Girard Estate.
Along the way, he produced prodigious bodies of work with companies including Braniff International Airways and John Deere. He masterminded the vibrant interiors of the famous Miller House, designed by Eero Saarinen in the mid-1950s, not to mention his own residences in New York City; Grosse Pointe, Michigan; and Santa Fe. He also designed whole environments, from the furnishings and fixtures down to the menus and salt shakers—and sometimes the uniforms—for several Manhattan dining destinations; they included the original Latin American–themed Fonda del Sol and L’Etoile at the Sherry-Netherland Hotel, a favorite of Andy Warhol. Girard’s last extant restaurant design, The Compound, located in a former adobe home, can still be visited in Santa Fe, where it has been in continuous operation since 1966.
Informed by a range of cultures and the visual language of folk art, Girard’s prolific work imbued the sober minimalism of classic 20th-century modernism with vibrant color, pattern, and a distinct sense of craftsmanship and joy. As Mateo Kries, director of the VDM, writes in the exhibition catalogue, “the International Style had provided the world with buildings and furniture as reduced as the works of Piet Mondrian and as functional as machines.”
Collection of Tableware from La Fonda Del Sol, c. 1960. Alexander Girard and Mayer China Wright
House wall-hanging, 1964. Alexander Girard Wright
Girard’s work, by contrast, had been developed with a sense of play and spontaneity—though it was every bit as rigorous. His output was just a glimmer of the amount of collecting, cataloging, and arranging that continued almost obsessively at home and in the studio, where the display of objects was constantly shuffled and updated as new items were found and acquired, and items were meticulously stowed away in boxes categorized by fabric swatches and labels ranging from “old hardware” and “end papers samples” to “Mexicotton yellow filler cuttings.” These boxes, along with Girard’s personal estate, were acquired by Vitra in 1996, and continue to be a trove of design discoveries. It was while browsing the archives, for example, that Aleishall and Kori uncovered Girard’s painted wooden dolls, originally designed in 1953 to decorate his own home, and brought them out of the vault to have them reproduced.
Vitra and the Girard Foundation have continued to reissue additional works in recent years, including the International Love Heart—a typographic pop graphic that features the word “love” in a range of languages, telegraphing a message of peace and unity across cultures and borders that remains every bit as relevant today, nearly six decades on. As far as proverbs go, Girard was particularly fond of an Italian one—Tutto il mondo è paese:The whole world is hometown.
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