April at last…
My French c. 1780 canapé trying on a new cushion possibility
in front of the mossy steps outside our dining room…
Story behind this find here
Close up view of a few yards of Andrew Martin’s “July” in
linen from his Carolyn Quartermaine collection…here
dangling in the sunlight above a bank of Biokova hardy
geraniums. She continues to be my idol and muse…
Carolyn Quartermaine here
Her collections, patterns and colors are ethereal…
there is movement and dance in her calligraphy,
laces and arabesques…
Nothing stands still…
light moves about the curves of the crystal…
the colors are brilliant, scintillating…
Giant Lace, Abstract Lace, French Abstract patterns…
Part garden rooms, part artist’s studio…
Art and inspiration flowing onto the fabrics….
Vogue Living Australia May/June ’08
Colors are always fresh, clear, pretty….
a collage of script on this painted door…
French Abstract …enchantingly luminescent…
I could see this with heavily ruffled white pillowcases…
Perhaps in the middle of my garden…hedged with lavender…
an espalliered apple tree and good book within reach…
Back cover of Carolyn Quartermaine Revealed
Whan that aprill with his shoures soote
The droghte of march hath perced to the roote,
And bathed every veyne in swich licour
Of which vertu engendred is the flour;
Whan zephirus eek with his sweete breeth
Inspired hath in every holt and heeth
Tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne
Hath in the ram his halve cours yronne,
And smale foweles maken melodye,
That slepen al the nyght with open ye
(so priketh hem nature in hir corages);
Thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages…
Chaucer, Canterbury Tales proloque here
(click to read more, or for translation)
Oh…the pain of being forced to memorize Chaucer in
High School, now I can’t think of April without it….
As I revisit my favorite found treasures
from blogging almost a full year…
I’d have to put this designer at the top.
Happy April…!!! Finally!
