"When so I ponder, here apart, what shallow boons suffice my heart, what dust-bound trivia capture me,
I marvel at my normalcy."--Dorothy Parker

Monday, October 31, 2011

spoooky season


We spent all of October getting in the mood for the holiday today, beginning with our purchase of Goodnight Goon, A Petrifying Parody after Violet begged for it on three separate visits to the bookstore, and continuing with multiple viewings of It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown and The Adventures of Ichabod (narrated by Bing Crosby). Violet and her daddy carved a pumpkin, we have been dancing non-stop to The Addams Family theme song, and on Saturday we trick-or-treated and played holiday-themed games at our church's autumn social.

The most memorable, mind-altering, dare I say breathtaking experience, however, was The Great Jack 'O Lantern Blaze in Hudson Valley, which their website(hudsonvalley.org) calls, "A land art installation informed by artists such as Michael Heizer, Robert Smithson, Donald Judd, and Andy Goldsworthy." They aren't kidding. More than 4,000 intricately carved pumpkins lit up the gardens of Van Cortlandt Manor, an historic house that once belonged to one of New York's most prominent families.


Our mouths were agape at life-sized dinosaurs made up entirely of pumpkins in one vignette, and delicate, lacy Celtic configurations in another. There were fish, butterflies, and of course, spooky ghosts and goblins.


The kids were into it, though, truth be told, no pumpkin could be as fascinating to them as the cheap holiday trinkets in the gift shop. Light sabers, anyone?


Happy Halloween!

Saturday, October 29, 2011

nothing but nest

the way we were

For months my head has been spinning, spinning with images of wallpaper, knobs, lamps, pillows, paint colors, and wood samples. In addition to the usual pending list of decor projects--suddenly urgent because I feel like I won't get to any of them if not now--the imminent arrival of a new little bundle of joy is necessitating big changes to our small space; in this case, a room reversal. Violet and her new big girl bed will go into the pink room, all the while complaining that the walls are not light pink. I am trying to convince her that they are, in spite of spending the last five years calling them Morristown Cream, as Benjamin Moore does, so as to appease my husband. The wall of cabinets in Violet's room, moved from the other room during our initial renovation five years ago, is being replaced by a bigger, custom wall of cabinets with a built-in desk.  One of the three rugs we have in storage will go on the floor (I vote zebra) and a louis ghost chair has been acquired, the only furniture that our tiny new room will accomodate beyond a queen-sized bed.  I am on the hunt for reclaimed wood shutters for the windows. But what to do with the walls? Paint or wallpaper? Art? My years as an art advisor mean no art, ironically, so it will be one of the first two options. I want wallpaper, but it is a beast to choose for a bedroom, where I prefer a soothing, airy, sophisticated atmosphere, and nothing matronly. In addition to my own list of resources, compiled when I papered our closets five years ago (I was too chicken to do more), I have been relying on one from Design Sponge, found here.

a few of the patterns under consideration:












I'll post "after" shots in a few weeks, assuming this pressure in my hips does not mean our baby boy is about to make an early appearance...

Monday, October 24, 2011

artisanal


I pulled this from the New Yorker a couple of months ago. Finally, a description of motherhood that I can fully embrace...

Thursday, October 20, 2011

last gasp of summer


As life speeds up in anticipation of a new baby, I am falling further and further behind in my record keeping of the present.  However, this Indian summer has lasted a long, long time in New York, so I don't feel too badly presenting our end of summer memories now, a month after school has started.  This particular outing was to Victoria Gardens in Central Park, the perfect place for a gaggle of children to take advantage of warm weather and one another's company, and the chance to vamp for Sara's camera (sarablackburn.com).

tracy taking the kids for a spin...

the girls of 305...

practicing my newborn skills on baby Brodie...

one of these things is not like the others (he doesn't seem to mind)...

sara & tracy doing crowd control...

best friends...

violet goes victorian...

last look...