A Look Back

The images above are all pieces of my father’s art and they represent the 1960’s, when I was born, 1970’s, when my sister was born and 2011, the year in which my father passed away

The images above are all pieces of my father’s art and they represent the 1960’s, when I was born, 1970’s, when my sister was born and 2011, the year in which my father passed away

It will be five years since my father passed this winter. The deep, overwhelming sadness doesn’t come in waves anymore. It is softer, gentler and quiet. It washes over me with sweet memories of what he taught me and the knowledge that our bond was deep and true. He was a big, gentle giant. He built and painted with his hands and because of his life path as a painter he brought me along with him on that journey to a special place called Inverness.

Inverness made me the person and designer that I am today. The small, coastal enclave was filled with East Coast escapees and reclusive artists, it was steeped in an eclectic mix of tradition and classic lines and wild, surreal art, imagination and culture. It was a special, magical place and growing up there in the late 60’s and 70’s, it was a special time.  It was, in retrospect, an amazing place to grow up and it left a design impression on me that I recognize today. It is my hand, and that is a classic, traditional look that coincides with natural materials and simple lines. It has a quiet elegance and feels warm, comfortable and good. It’s me…