Now, after a somewhat intense winter, Spring is finally here and we can return to stocking Shag with lots of great vintage housewares scavenged from flea markets and yard sales. Bring on the Pyrex and juice glasses!
For now, we'll have to hold you over with photos of some of our recent furniture finds.
Last night I caught the last 30 minutes of Opus Jazz on WHYY. Truly inspiring.
In 1958, Jerome Robbins’ “ballet in sneakers,” NY Export: Opus Jazz, became a smash hit when it was broadcast on The Ed Sullivan Show and toured around the world. Set to an evocative jazz score by Robert Prince and abstract urban backdrops by Ben Shahn, the dance told the story of disaffected urban youth through movement that blended ballet, jazz and ballroom dancing with Latin, African and American rhythms to create a powerfully expressive, sexy and contemporary style. Now, the work comes full circle in a vibrant new scripted film adaptation, conceived by New York City Ballet soloists Ellen Bar and Sean Suozzi, and shot on location around New York City. This feature length film will premiere at the 2010 South by Southwest Film Festival, and have it’s broadcast premiere March 24 on PBS’ Great Performances.
I've had some writer friends on my mind lately and thought I'd post a small homage to them and to the typewriter. I don't know what it is about these now archaic objects, but I can't seem to pass one by at a flea market without wanting to give it a home. Funny, considering I don't actually know how to type. They just look so darn great on a shelf.
Photographer Chris Mottalini spent time documenting homes designed by Paul Rudolph for his series, After You Left, They Took It Apart. See the series here.
We're always on the hunt for vintage modern planters, but these shiny gems from PAD could do the trick. I especially love the short and tall stands—lifting the pot up off the floor makes for a light and airy plant display. A very nice mid century nod, indeed.
Okay. So, I grew up loving Barbie. Sure, my self esteem probably suffered because of this—I'm fairly certain the Day-to-Night Barbie seriously impacted my inability/need to find a work life balance and "have it all." That being said, I justify my past with the plastic, anatomically impossible blond as being an early exploration in fashion (check out that flip around skirt!) and decorating (that Dream House didn't set itself up.) Mattel's Barbie Collector Mad Men dolls manage to excite both the 5-year-old version of me as well as the 31-year-old. Can you imagine the furniture? Sigh. I might need a toy room...