After Paul carried in this antique spool cabinet, he stood back and looked around… He said – it’s getting to be like someone’s crazy great-aunt lives here. I nodded with satisfaction. Because it’s true— I am on my way. Also, let us be clear: a superior great-aunt who wears giant cocktail rings, enjoys martinis at […]
My Favorite Finds
After I missed out on the urns/meaning of life… I was CONSUMED by loss. I have not been so bereft since Mark Markson moved to Florida when I was fourteen. It was MEANT TO BE; and then I never saw him again. It would seem that all life’s crushing blows come in the same format. […]
So. We got another square grand piano. (Here is the first.) Somehow in my world, this is not really a big deal and what I’m actually writing about are the marble slabs that were also headed to the dump. But the piano is how we got there, so I guess requires some explanation.
While watching yet another stranger enter our home and cart off some of our belongings, Paul said – I finally figured it out: that bookcase is clogs. He is referencing a story that my parents love to tell: Shortly before I turned four years old, my parents took me into a shop where I saw […]
One of the salvage yards in Philadelphia moved locations… their stuff was a mix of hipster nonsense and amazing architectural salvage. It was unusual and well curated and hideously expensive– a fun place to browse. The new owners had a demolition sale at the old location and Paul and I went over there to look on Saturday morning… there […]