Archive for May, 2008

Stationery Mecca

With the help of my friend Shin and also from Tina I fulfilled a longstanding dream and wandered around the National Stationery Show at the Javits Center last week.

I got a bit starstruck when I got to meet the head designer for Jack & Lulu and when I introduced myself to the head of Snow & Graham. I’m not sure whether they encounter many starstruck fans, but I hope it gave them some pleasure.

In a bizarre bout of full circle-ness, I happened upon a new line at Crane’s called Chloe B. (my future daughter since I was 16). I’ve had a thing about the stuffiness of Crane’s since I was 15 and I interviewed to work at a stationery store in Concord where the old woman (who didn’t hire me) made a big to-do about how they were a licensed distributor (the only one in Concord!!) and only sold Crane’s.

With the new Chloe-ish lines, it’s clear that they’re trying to woo younger folks like myself. I guess they picked the right name to do it.

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Denim On The Island

Vieques

After years of begging, I finally made it to Maya’s house in Vieques this week. Luckily fifteen years of anticipation didn’t spoil the experience, and the island delivered relaxation in a way that only sun, humidity, deserted beaches, a best friend, and a welcoming home can.

There are three stores that I encountered on the island, my favorite of which was La Tienda Verde, where we went most days for 10 oz. cans of Medalla for sipping on the beach. The Green Store also carried other essentials, like this cute denim notebook.

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Simplicity At The Glass House

Philip Johnson\'s Desk

I had the fortunate pleasure of going to see the Philip Johnson Glass House in New Caanan recently. He had the good fortune to be wealthy and to live, add to, and perfect the same property for 50 years of his life. And perfect it was.

This is a picture of his desk, in a secluded library without a bathroom where he was said to work every afternoon. “Work” meant such a different thing then — uninterrupted, without a computer to socialize or procrastinate on. How did you get started “working” without checking email?

The mission of the Glass House as museum is to keep it “living” in the same manor that the house was used — a worthy goal, in my opinion. I do wonder, though, if Philip Johnson really kept things in such neat piles. If so, I’m impressed.

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