Sunday, December 21, 2014

The Turn's First Christmas




The Turn Vintage Warehouse has its story, but for another time.  My mother is inspiring and beautiful.  And she knows how to find cool things.
After much hard work, imagination, and teamwork with new friends, an old building in Newport near downtown Cincy is now a charming shop.  Beyond the storefront area, over wood floors and under chandeliers, the rental space awaits.  Rentables (amazing dish-ware, furniture, old books, brass animals, etc) wait ready for lovely birthday bashes, murder mystery parties, elegant receptions... for whatever brilliance people can think up.  

For fellow last-minute Christmas shoppers:

913 Monmouth St.
Newport, KY






The rustic cabinet displaying The Turn's wares is salvaged from the beautiful house in my previous post.


Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Sister's Birthday Cards



A Dream Home Gone

 My family was among the sentimental creatures scavenging for pieces to take from two old homes on a wonderful plot of land soon to be devoloped.  Our purchases included old doors and weathered wood siding.  Mother found a few art books marked with sketches from the late owner of this property, who was an artist.



Sunday, December 14, 2014

Seth Mad



Trees Merely

 Lately I step out and study the trees when I need fresh air.  Branches surrounding our house resemble barbed wire.  Or is it just me who sees this way?  

If I am a captive, it is because I confine myself.  How horrible to think of never escaping from one's self... I shall go back inside and make a cup of tea and curl up on the couch, where I will be safe.

Thursday, December 4, 2014

For the Party


The Last Warm Day of Winter

Hidden things.
We interrupted a herd of deer at the entrance to the park.  Fog spread through the forest and dusk settled in.  We snapped grainy pictures.  Then we went home and made an immense pot of turkey soup and listened to Japanese composer Shigeru Umebayashi.   And I paid Seth a million dollars to use the photo he took of me, and I put it at the end of my blog post.