In the last weeks of my godfather George's life he told me he loved the actress Louise Brooks. He told me to learn about Maggie Lane's needlepoint kimonos and Anne Ryan collages. We talked about Cora Ginsburg and antique textiles, William Spratling and Alexander Calder jewelry, 17th & 18th century European paintings, Moghul drawings, Iranian jewelry, and Japanese prints. I read him articles from the New York Times. He asked me to tell him about my dog and he closed his eyes and smiled as he listened. I held Freesia up to his nose so he could smell its peppery sweetness. We held hands. We talked about blogs and blogging. We talked about how The Met glows in the evening. He gave me instructions for thank you notes. I got to know his nurses and aids. We looked through postcards of paintings and he thought the Dutch pastoral scene with the cows was "a bore." He was a consummate New Yorker but had also lived in Rome and Paris. When I attended art school in London he gave me a list of his friends to visit in Europe with priceless descriptions of each one. He began his career in the antiques department at Lord & Taylor, then as a silver buyer for Tiffany & Co. Later, he started the original museum gift shop at The Brooklyn Museum and then The Crafts of all Nations shops at The United Nations. He volunteered in the European Design & Decoration Library at The Met for eighteen years, with a few of them spent in the Costume department. He was a serious art collector. When I told him on Monday that I would be back at the end of the week he said "you better call first" with a smile. He died on Wednesday, March 11th after a spin around the hospice halls in a wheeling recliner. He was 88. I was lucky. 
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March 13, 2009
A TRIBUTE TO EXTRAORDINARY GEORGE
In the last weeks of my godfather George's life he told me he loved the actress Louise Brooks. He told me to learn about Maggie Lane's needlepoint kimonos and Anne Ryan collages. We talked about Cora Ginsburg and antique textiles, William Spratling and Alexander Calder jewelry, 17th & 18th century European paintings, Moghul drawings, Iranian jewelry, and Japanese prints. I read him articles from the New York Times. He asked me to tell him about my dog and he closed his eyes and smiled as he listened. I held Freesia up to his nose so he could smell its peppery sweetness. We held hands. We talked about blogs and blogging. We talked about how The Met glows in the evening. He gave me instructions for thank you notes. I got to know his nurses and aids. We looked through postcards of paintings and he thought the Dutch pastoral scene with the cows was "a bore." He was a consummate New Yorker but had also lived in Rome and Paris. When I attended art school in London he gave me a list of his friends to visit in Europe with priceless descriptions of each one. He began his career in the antiques department at Lord & Taylor, then as a silver buyer for Tiffany & Co. Later, he started the original museum gift shop at The Brooklyn Museum and then The Crafts of all Nations shops at The United Nations. He volunteered in the European Design & Decoration Library at The Met for eighteen years, with a few of them spent in the Costume department. He was a serious art collector. When I told him on Monday that I would be back at the end of the week he said "you better call first" with a smile. He died on Wednesday, March 11th after a spin around the hospice halls in a wheeling recliner. He was 88. I was lucky. 
February 28, 2009
HACIENDA STYLE | MEXICO
William Spratling Sterling Fish Box from Modest Designs on 1st dibs
Sometimes the tragedy of a place draws your compassion towards the goodness of it. Mexico is in a deep state of narcocultura. Violent drug-related killings have permeated Mexican life as drug traffickers embark on narco-terror and government corruption abounds. This is tragic for a society that is steeped in a culture of respect, religion, the arts, and indigenous communities. Mexico's fertile creativity struggles against these violent odds as well as the legacy of colonial violence which continues many years beyond the post-revolution era. From my safe New England haven, I hold the people of Mexico in my thoughts. I was first introduced to a bit of Mexican style through a boutique in Darien, Connecticut in the 1970s called The Mexican Room. The owner Mildred Morganstern had an eye for Huichol embroidered manta cotton dresses, Otomi textiles, and heavy Mexican silver jewelry. Thus began my teenage love affair with Mexican style. I am continually drawn to the elegant heart and colorful soul of Mexican style & decoration. Here is a collection of My Dog-Eared picks:
Casamidy Hacienda Headboard
Light Blue Papel Picado Banner
Vintage Mexican Bowl, Oaxaca
Embroidered Huichol Blouse
Handcrafted Talavera Tile
Margot de Taxco Sterling Bracelet
Casa San Miguel: Inspired Design and Decorations
Mexican Otomi Textiles
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