Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Silent For Awhile...

Abbey Style Home will be silent for awhile.

I'm an empty vessel, poured out...
So I'm going on retreat...hoping to fill myself with inspiration once again.

I'll begin by listening...
to the sounds of silence at the Grande Chartreuse monastery in the French Alps, head monastery of the Carthusian order, where Philip Groning received unprecedented permission to shoot in 2002.
 It resulted in the documentary, Into Great Silence.

Brandon Fibbs, in a review of the documentary, says it would be a mistake to say this is a silent film...rather it's a soundtrack of "sandals slapping marble, gurgling brooks, songbirds, the swish of fabric, the rustle of pages, the ringing of bells. One begins to imagine the noise light makes as it streams through windows, splashes across wood, reveals dust particles dancing in the air."

Surely, it will be an extraordinary experience.

Take care.


Thursday, May 23, 2013

Chairs I Know and Love

Chairs are like people.
They support you, give you a place to sit.
They comfort you, put their arms around you.
Some are soft, others not so much.
They fill a room with character and personality.
And, like people, they have names.

Chair design: Philipe Starck

We have two bubble armchairs and sofa in the backyard of our Florida residence and I can testify that they are weather-proof, easy to keep clean with dishwashing soap. They look heavy but they're not. They're hollow, made from a plastic resin. We move them inside when we leave for the summer to keep hurricanes from carrying them away. While we winter in Florida, this furniture creates an outdoor living room among the palm trees.

A Lafer recliner from Brazil.
Oh, so comfortable. Many comfort levels adjust to the body. Sometimes I lie all the way back for a nap but if I want to view the television screen, I turn the adjustment knob until everything feels just right.

I couldn't find a product photo of  Cedric online so here's Cedric in our Florida interior before we replaced him with a white leather sofa. He was an awesome lounge for those of us living in the house but when it came to hosting our guests, they were too shy to crawl up on a chaise. A normal sofa seemed like a better solution for seating them.

It's the baroque ghost chair of Louis the 15th in modern technology.
 He sits bedside in our bedroom. Poor Louis, sometimes I drop my clothes on him.
Design: Philippe Starck
image: Google


This is the recliner we have in our Iowa condo. It's a marvelously comfortable lie-back-and-relax-position piece (as if on airplane) but returns to a presentable armchair when company comes or when it's time to get up from armchair travel. It accompanies our cranberry red DWR sectional sofa which I think is now out of production.

Several of these high-top chairs circle our high-top breakfast table, wonderful perches for quick meals under a chandelier, a fine wi-fi seat away from the madding crowd.

We calmed our purple and lime-green upholstered Miami Beach-style living room with white leather armchairs and a sofa last winter. Billie went to the second bedroom and Cedric went out the door to Habitat for Humanity's RESTORE store. He went to a new home the same day we brought him in.

I have dozens of chairs in my chair archive, lovely seats for different times in our lives...I could go on forever...but, to spare you, I'll just post those on Pinterest if I don't have anything better to do... :)

What chairs do you know and love currently?
Memories of chairs you loved once upon a time?

Monday, May 13, 2013

The calendar says it's spring...

We're back in the land of cornfields, Ancient Grains and oh-so pure Angelic Bakehouse breads. This morning, I took my first-of-the season foray through Whole Foods, checking it out for Iowa's best local products. While there, I picked up sprouted rye bread for our annual family celebration of Syttende Mai (Norway's National Day)...
I'll contribute Smorrebrod (open-face sandwiches) to the gathering.

Meanwhile, out on the pond below our balcony,
 a couple of Canadian geese are getting a spring fling on...

Yesterday it was 44 degrees at the Mother's Day baseball games. We sat shrouded in winter coats and blankets, our faces buried against the wind. Today it's a perfect, sunny 77.
Tomorrow's predicted temps: 94 Farenheit and suddenly it's summer!
 I guess Winter skipped Spring in Iowa this year.

What's happening in your neck of the woods?