

1955 high-back chair designed for John Rayward House (“Tiranna”), New Canaan, CT. Philippine mahogany, vinyl-cloth upholstery.
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1955 high-back chair designed for John Rayward House (“Tiranna”), New Canaan, CT. Philippine mahogany, vinyl-cloth upholstery.
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I was so very tired when I arrived in Italy. We had only about 3 hours of sleep when our mini cab came to take us on a 45 minute drive to the airport at Stansted, where we were required to arrive two hours prior to our 3 hour flight’s departure. The trains were not running on Sundays between London and Stansted as a result of improvements being made to the tracks. In London there is an express train that takes not much time at all to get from the City to the airport. But such luxury would not be ours. We wiggled our way through all kinds of serpentine streets and made our way to the airport where resourceful, and youthful budget travelers had made their way early and were camped out on all the free seats and had spilled over on to the floor everywhere in the terminal. We fled to the airport café, dragging our wheeled luggage in tow and waited for the window to open. Ah! A table with two chairs and something warm to drink.
The beautifully skylighted Santa Maria Novella train station, Florence
Riding the train from the airport in Pisa, Italy toward Firenze (Florence), I began seeing rainbow-striped flags hanging from the windows. I began watching for them and quickly saw that the word “PACE” was centered on them. Peace. After we changed trains in the amazing 1930’s Art Deco station in Firenze and headed toward Cortona, I continued to see these flags hanging from multi-storied apartment buildings, grand homes, overpasses, ruins and hung by farmers out in fields of grain. Sometimes there were six of seven flags hanging on the laundry lines on the side of an apartment building. They were everywhere! As we passed through amazing, long and dark tunnels through the hills of Toscana I saw more and more of these flags. Clearly, many of the people of Italy had their minds focused upon Peace and they wanted one another to know about it!
And I felt as if my prayers were being heard somewhere in a language that I did not speak. “Join me in this prayer for peace.” My meditation became “Pace, pace, pace…” as I rode through the ancient pastoral landscape, past the ruins of fortresses, towers, gorgeous vineyards and fields of grain, lovely gardens, orchards, olive trees and stopping at every station, where I saw more and more “Pace, pace, pace.” And then I saw Cortona and its glorious stone buildings on the hillside, imposing, powerful, overlooking the valley below it.
When we arrived in Cortona by taxi from the train station in the town of Camucia at its feet, we sat in the square at a café with our luggage all around us awaiting the key to our little apartment, it was 3:00ish as I looked up to see the time of our arrival on the clock tower which we sat beneath, and to the right, hanging from a Citta de Cortona office window there was another flag, I was home for the month: “Pace.”
Florence
Our laundry room used to really suck. I am not an ungrateful person. I had a laundry room. I didn’t have to go to a laundrymat unless I was washing the blankets or quilts that fit our King size bed. I thought it sucked that we had all that space and no place to fold or hang laundry as we got the job done. It is still the same long narrow room. It no longer has a recycled plastic accordian door, unpainted drywall. It’s just not at all ugly anymore.
I don’t really like to fold clothes in the rest of the house, but I couldn’t really do much in there about folding and hanging the laundry. We moved into our house five and half years ago. So I did wait for this remodel for a while.
After all that work with the vertical grain fir cabinets was accomplished, there was the building of the folding surfaces. We used a two sided plastic laminate from the Ikea, and with the help of the gigantic equipment our neighbor has in his cabinet making shop Dan fitted the entire design to the wall, attaching it in the back and leaving space for a laundry sorter beneath the table plus other additional storage. The main table is six feet long.
Did I mention all the painting! There is no window, so the sunny, but not too bright yellow keeps it modern, bright and clean looking in here.
The shelves are also from Ikea. The brackets are the same design as the wall hooks we put up over head for dividing our hanging laundry for each person. Some of the track lighting that Dan installed to bring light to every spot that we need it while doing laundry shows in this photo.
The laundry room is on the bottom floor of our home at the foot of the stairs and is just beyond the Field of All Buddhas. Of course, it seems appropriate to me since it is as if it was the Compassionate Buddha, or was it that fat, laughing Buddha, as Dan that ended another minor source of my suffering (in the laundry room) and it is he who I have to thank for this indulgent wonderfulness.
To educate yourself for the feeling of gratitude means to take nothing for granted, but to always seek out and value the kind that will stand behind the action. Nothing that is done for you is a matter of course. Everything originates in a will for the good, which is directed at you. Train yourself never to put off the word or action for the expression of gratitude.
Albert Schweitzer
Thanks Honey Bunny!
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Architecture, of all the arts, is the one which acts the most slowly, but the most surely, on the soul. Ernest Dimnet
I asked Dan to hang this chandelier in our entry hall for my birthday. It had been in the garage for two years. There were other projects that came first, it was not his fault! But one thing leads to another and now he has refinished and repainted the walls (twice) after having replaced some of the drywall because he found some mold that had been painted over by prior occupants.
The window and door trim has been sanded down and is being refinished and one of the doors is fitted and being finished to match. The tile is almost ready to grout. But geeze, he had to break out a lot of heavy, old, poorly installed tile and haul it out, level the floor so that it matches the room next to it for future tiling, and really, it turned out to be quite a lot, but, it is becoming more and more beautiful. When I bought this chandelier to match the other two and the rest of the lighting I had no idea what would transpire …
Like this project, which came first:
Or this one, where he custom built a deep pantry cabinet with pull out shelves and built in microwave, which meant he had to run wiring and made it possible for us to store more than you can imagine:
Or later when he installed this lighting in the kitchen:
The kitties like to keep track of what he is doing:
That door is new and will be stained to match the stairs and trim.
The tile is almost all in:
There are just a few to set on the risers and then the grouting will begin. That is a cat door he built that goes to the kitty boys private latrine.
Dan never has any projects. Really. So while he missed getting the entry hall done for my birthday on November 6th, I have no complaints. If you hear me complaining, slap me, please.
I nearly always agree with Ralph Waldo Emerson, but in this he is wrong:
“Art is a jealous mistress, and if a man has a genius for painting, poetry, music, architecture or philosophy, he makes a bad husband and an ill provider.”
This is a really messy process, but all that mortar does clean up with water.
The wood trim takes multiple steps of measuring, cutting & mitering, sanding, staining, finishing, sanding, finishing, sanding, finishing and finally nailing and filling the nail holes so they disappear as much as possible. I am thinking that this will be done sometime this week. I hope.
Appetite, with an opinion of attaining, is called hope; the same, without such opinion, despair. Thomas Hobbes
One of the reasons we wanted to remodel this area was so that we had a place that was worthy of this painting.
Click on any of these photos below to enlarge your view.
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In September of 2010 I got a bonus and took myself and my husband, Dan the Man, down to Bellingham Millwork to look at flooring. Thus, began our saga. I love this place, but it is a place that trouble goes to find its beginnings. The kind of trouble that involves inspiration, design arguments and hard work and more time than any architect will ever own up to the project taking, I promise.
Once, when we were new to our home, I thought we would put vertical grain Douglas fir flooring in our bedroom. I was dreaming. It is too soft a wood unless you don’t mind scarred and severely scratched floors. So we looked at just about everything. Because we have radiant heating in our floors, it is necessary to use engineered wood flooring. I have learned that when you get it installed, there is no visible difference. We decided on a good hard cherry floor. This is a photo from the website of the manufacturer.
We have a lot of details in our house that are Vertical Grain Fir and we are very consistent in carrying through the same details for baseboards, window and door framing and many built in features that Dan has designed and constructed over the years. Once we decided on the flooring, the plan for the remodeling was discussed for months before Dan could begin. Any changes to any other feature in the master bedroom had to be taken into consideration.
Here is the incredibly ugly bedroom that we bought in November 2004. I think it really takes the cake for ugly.
That door on the right went to a ‘walk-in closet’ that was too narrow to walk in. You can see the room has good bones and wonderfully soaring 12′ ceilings with two skylights. Dirty looking greyish Berber carpet from the big box store matched the quality of the cheap track lights that were jammed into the corners of the highest part of the ceilings. The cheapest skinny moldings were around the doors and used as baseboards.
Here’s another view from the foyer. You can see the bathroom door next to the closet. You can also see that in addition to the color of dried blood, baby diarrhea was chosen to accent its architecture.
Living in this room convinced us that we needed to change it. We were unable to center the bed under the skylights because there wasn’t enough room to open the closet door if we did. That notch they made to accommodate the closet simply cramped the room and did nothing useful in the closet either, which needed reconfiguring. And there were five doors, counting the two French doors that lead out to the covered deck. Where can you put furniture in such a room?
It didn’t take long and we realized our new home was both generally short on closets, and specifically in our bedroom, there just wasn’t enough wall space for dressers to make up for the lousy closet in the corner. Plotting a change commenced shortly after we moved in but various events pushed remodeling our bedroom away from the top of the list of remodeling plans.
Once I had enough money for the flooring it was time to begin. Dan is retired and all of our remodelling has been pay as you go so that we could stop at any time if we had other needs arise. And Dan is the one who has done 98% of the work with heavy bits assisted by our neighbor’s son, Nate McConnell, who works in his father Gene’s cabinet making business. He may be young, but he is knowledgable and creative when Dan needs help with something big or heavy and he has good ideas for alternative ways to accomplish things. His father has been indispensable at times when Dan’s tools are inadequate to something that we need, or when Dan needs a better idea for how to build or finish something. We’ve got fine neighbors.
Things started with demolition, as they always do with remodeling. That notch was removed and so was the doorway. Lighting was arranged around the perimeters of the room and installed both in front of, and inside, the new closets which flanked the French doors. The chandelier was installed earlier and shades were removed to protect them. I can’t stress highly enough how much you have to protect what is done from what is being done when you remodel. One of those shades cost $30 to replace.
This is the other side of that wall! A new closet is born, with entry from the bathroom. All I lost was one wall hook. What I gained was a lot of shoe storage, lighting and a wonderful cedar lined closet! Since this photo was taken the towel rods and switch plates have been added.
There are multiple shelves overhead and beside the hanging space, using the soaring heights of the space for storage of suitcases and extra linens & blankets. And Dan added that sweet mirror and lighting with an outlet so I could style my hair someplace where I could actually see what I am doing without my glasses.
And of course, there are more closets! Another one for me, and one for Dan, who here is taking down protective paper from the staining of the closet. We started with selecting the floor, but it is the LAST thing that gets installed as you can see in these photos.
This was a test of the lighting and depth of the pottery display we decided to have between the wardrobes. It creates a kind of nook for my Craftsman Rocking chair too. There will be collection of pots.
The floors are all done but for the last bit glued down and the trim will all be going in very quickly. The last photo is Dan visually fitting the next course. Next, a peek into what’s nearly finished, first my closet, then Dan’s.
From Yale University Press regarding Richard Sennett’s book The Craftsman.
A great deal of inspiration for what we’ve done came from Sarah Susanka’s series of Not So Big House books. My husband, retired California architect, Dan Edward McMullen and I don’t think folks need McMansions to prove something about themselves. Dan’s been inspired, since his days in UC Berkeley’s architecture school, by it’s Dean at that time, William Wurster, whose residential design was noted for its simplicity. We believe people live well and best in homes that fulfill their needs in a variety of ways. Our home has 2186 square feet. Not a tiny house, but certainly not a behemoth. We have sufficient room for visitors and for each of our activities, including my home office. We’ve been doing nearly all the remodeling work ourselves–that is an imperial “we”–over the past seven years. Last Christmas we resolved to get this done, and it is!
In a basic sense, we needed a better way to store our clothing. We needed new flooring. We had a wonderful bed already. We needed better lighting. On a personal level we wanted a suite that restored our souls, launched our days in peace and which included art works properly treated and displayed, and enough ‘white space’ to allow both the eyes and our minds to rest, whether our eyes were open or closed.
This room preexisted those ideas and our remodel was meant to bring it into line with those ideals without breaking our budget. Good rooms have thoughtful details and a high level of craftsmanship, and this one certainly does.
You can find out more about Sarah Susanka’s work and philosophy at http://www.notsobig.com/
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