The auction is beginning to take its toll. As I am down to the last week and a half, the devil is clearly in the details and it is taking all of my time. It makes me oddly edgy when I don't post. People around here often ask me, "How do you come with stuff to write about?" Or, "It's so much pressure. Do you ever want to skip a day?"
No. Sometimes I have to, as the demands of other things press in, but, no, I don't ever not want to. And, oddly, even when I'm feeling a bit uninspired, something always seems to come my way that seems of note. At least for this, my own little corner of blogland.
Today was a jumble of art projects, carbonless paper, proofreading and at least thirty punchy phone calls with my co-chair. In the back of my mind I was thinking, "I surely cannot post today." I was bone dry.
And then, out of the blue, one of my readers with whom I have become email buddies sent me these. Pamela Colangelo is a wonderful designer in New York. And these are what she would collect if she had the budget and the space.
These staircase models were created by the compagnonnage
, a French guild in the Middle Ages. They began their eduction with geometrical drawing; when they completed their internships, they created these masterworks.
Clare and Eugene Thaw collected twenty models over thirty years. When they donated the entire collection
to the Cooper-Hewitt National Design Museum, Mr. Thaw said they chose the spot because, "they will feel at home here."
Too bad we didn't have a chance to hit him up for the auction.