Someone that I do not know whose name is Hadley, ( I found her shop ), collected a box of goodies for me when she returned home (near me) from New Zealand to clean out her family's olde home. Her dad is a friend of my mom. This is the connection. I know her name mostly because it was in the vintage Cinderella book that I read to Søren a few nights ago. I do not know whose family she boxed up for me, but in it (in addition to children's books) CDVs, photograph albums with tin types &c, daguerrotypes, autograph books &c.
Yes, a TRUE box of treasures.
Went to the fleas yesterday with Angela ( www.greatestfriend.etsy.com ) and her Joel and new little Rowan and of course, Søren adn Silas. Though the heat was barely endurable, I made it out of there with a stash of wonderful fabric - some dating back to the 1800s that is quite lovely and inspiring me to come up with something special...
I loved Colonial Williamsburg, VA, of course.
But I never got that feeling that sometimes takes over of actually travelling back in time. (There was a time long ago that I would go to the Philadelphia and walk around for hours with Ben Franklin's autobiography (and a random assortment of Philadelphia pasts) and read and imagine (easily) that I was there, nearly 300 years prior.) (This is something I kind of do(id) whenever I wander(ed), but mostly pre children).
I enjoyed it more in a Twilight-Zone way.
And learned a lot a lot - shoemaking, bookbinding, business &c. My most favourite was the brick house. Insanely fascinating and the numbers (10,000 brick fired each year - enough to make a chimney!) were beyond me. I am particularly good at small things.
The one story I was most fascinated with was the Bowden-Armistead House. Or the woman in it who, it was told, sweeps her porch every Sunday. The mystery here is, that when she was approached by a Rockefeller who wished to purchase her home, she allegedly said, "I am not impressed with your money." This was in 1926, or the project began that year anyway. So Miss Bowden-Armistead (or Mary A. Stephenson) would be 86 years old if she was exactly 0 when she was approached. So perhaps it is a daughter who sweeps. The home was built in the 19th century and endured some modernity like telephone wires that cast wobbly lines on the not dirt road, but then all was sucked back. Buildings, wires, telephones, plumbing. Everything around her into the colonial era. And she remained. And she sweeps. Or her ghost sweeps.
I really want to know and I kind of don't want to know.
you can see the house on the left...
They say the Cobbler's children go unshod, and so it goes and has always gone. In this house, the Cabinet Maker's family is certainly daily amidst unfinished home projects (including un-get-to-able books in boxes for the better part of a year awaiting a library...) Here Peg and Awl wins. BUT there has always been one thing that when without leaves me miserable. So this Bookbinder's family is ALWAYS with journals. And for a supremely happy birthday for me, I built myself a new journal and covered it with a vintage black jacket and some antique leather spats (with buttons) that we found in a Paris Flea Market a few years back. (AND Walter took us to Williamsburg VA this past weekend)
It has been nearly two years since our last adventure at Art in the Age (marked, nearly, by the birth of Silas!)
Join us this Friday 4 May for the launch of Edible Backyards with art, Philadelphia gardening history and some new Peg and Awl objects!
We have been working on loads of new objects, requests &c and sending things off before photographing. Snuck this in before it got away so more single swings to come! Little Seaweed is showing this one off...
Well, our site is up. We still have a lot to do with it, so if you are reading this, yay! but, well, please do not look too close.
For now I wanted to post a new object that we just finished. Something that I really really need on my desk... These stacking boxes are made from 'Sinker Pine' - that is, pillings from the Baltimore Harbor that have been submerged under water for 80 years! It has a wonderful rainbow colouring as a result. We found some olde brass label/pulls and have stenciled numbers on 2 sides.