Making a Memorial of Memorial Day
Greetings from the Big Apple: It. Is. Spring!
Sherry Hayslip Talks Coffee Tables with Park Cities People
2013 ASID Design Ovation Awards: It was Our Night!
Greetings from the Big Apple: The Importance of Culinary Aesthetics
Friday Flowers - Tulipmania
The Spring Fling Continues
Spring Has Sprung...
Greetings from the Big Apple: Or in this Case, Los Angeles
Color Essay: I've Got the Blues
For Your Valentines Pleasure: A Fantasy Dinner for Two…
Dallas… Modern… Luxury…
New York State of Mind
Greetings from the Big Apple: Ghosts of Christmas Past
Peace at Christmas and Throughout the Year
If Life were a Color...
While the Cat’s Away, the Mice will Play
Design Dialog: Dressing Room Reveal
Design Dialog: Watch for the Big Reveal
Hayslip Design Associates and The Crystal Charity Ball
Design Dialog: Peyton’s Closet is Almost Done
Design Dialog: A Sneak Peek in Park Cities People
Design Dialog: Room Envy
Greetings from the Big Apple: Frankenstorm
Greetings from the Big Apple: How I spend My Days in Class
Design Dialog: Color
Greetings from the Big Apple: Coffee Talk and Baby-Doll Heads
Design Dialog: Confessions of a Lapsed Decorating Mother
Greetings from the Big Apple: How a College Kid Eats in the New Millennium
Design Dialog: What About Fabrics
Design Dialog: Words, Words, Words...
The Painted Desert: The Enduring Appeal of Santa Fe
Bienvenue ŕ Dallas: This Style Scout May Have Found Her Calling
Design Dialog: The Duchess is a Diva
Design Dialog: The Chair has Arrived!
Greetings from the Big Apple: NYU Redux
Design Dialog: First, Step Lightly…
Hayslip Design Associates Visits Les Mettaliers Champenois: Why Cross the Pond When You Can Just Cross a Bridge
Design Dialog: Anxiety Over a Chair
Hayslip Design Associates visits Nanz Hardware: Classic and Well Made Always Fit
Design Dialog: It's All in the Planning
Design Dialog: Converting a Room to a Closet
Hayslip Design Associates visits Remains Lighting: or What Beautiful Things Come from Dumpster Diving in Brooklyn, NY
Design Dialog: My mother has a new client... And it’s me!
Hayslip Design Associates visits P.E. Guerin: A Treasure Chest in Greenwich Village
Design Dialog: Taking on a New Client
Coming Soon: A New Blog Series
Let the Games Begin
Summer in the City - Hayslip Design Associates hits New York
Happy Fourth of July
Martha Says "It's a Good Thing"
Ode to Summertime
Million Dollar Furniture
Memories of Morocco: A Day Trip to Fes
Memories of Morocco: Le Jardin Majorelle
Memories of Morocco: The Hidden and Not-So-Hidden Treasures of Marrakech
Obscenely Beautiful Things – A Small Update
Home Again... Dallas in Bloom
The Family who Wanders Together...
Trend Setting: All Aboard the Marrakech Express
Obscenely Beautiful Things
21st Century Homes
The Enduring Appeal of Chinoiserie
The Art of the Room
The Color of Love...
Love is the Answer...
Living Large in Small Spaces
Greetings from the Big Apple (and farewell Big D): Beginning a Collection
La Mode de Gaultier
Casa View Elementary School
Out with the old (soon enough)...
My Christmas Wish to You
Greetings from the Big Apple: Window Shopping in a Winter Wonderland
Greetings from the Big Apple: I confess... I’m a Pack Rat
My bags are packed, I'm ready to go...
Greetings from the Big Apple: The Blank Canvas of a Dorm Room
Bienvenue ŕ Paris: Shakespeare & Company
Spooktacular Skulls: The Trend of Skulls in Fashion and Design
Bienvenue a Paris: Lost in Paris
What a Girl Wants: Or Are Great Closets Better than Sex?
Bienvenue a Dallas: The Latest from Kitty Stuart
Bienvenue a Paris and Life without A/C
Introducing Our Style Scouts
Black is the New Black
Thighs and Other Thoughts
How to Turn Your Home into a Piggy Bank... or at Least a Star!
A little love from our friends at D Home...
Born to the Purple
A Glimpse of Things to Come
My Talented Staff II
Happiness on Any Scale
Sherry's Blog featured on DG's Online Editorial
2011 TX ASID Design Ovation Awards
The Meaning of Love...
Blanc des Blancs
The Moon and Other Jewels
New things are blooming on Armstrong Pkwy.
Dwell with Dignity
Another Dip in the Gene Pool
A Little Link-Love
Mudejar en vogue
Spain Part 2 - Madrid, Segovia, Toledo, and Avila
The Artistry of Daniel Ost
Happy Valentine's Day
Jamaica Has Never Been Lovelier
Working in a Winter Wonderland
Imagine my Surprise...
Tested: How Twelve Wrongly Imprisoned Men Held onto Hope
In New York for Antiques Week
D Home - Best Designers 2011
My Christmas Wish to You
My talented staff
New Classical in Dallas
Kudos for the Gene Pool
Our winning kitchen is featured on DesignGuide's blog!
John Bunker Sands Wetlands Center
Trip Wrap Up
A Winning Week
Ode to Thatch
Smith, Ekblad and Associates: Architects and Engineers
Still More Design Riches (Part IV)
The Design Riches Continue (Part III)
Feminine and Fanciful
So the week ended
A Week of Wonders
Sherry is featured in Dallas Modern Luxury
A Little Touch of the Doge's Palace
More Design Riches (Part II)
A Year of Design Riches
Sherry Hayslip quoted in the Dallas Morning News
Asian Jazz and Friendship
Follow us on Facebook!
It's Coming Together
2010 Legacy of Design Awards
The House as Mirror of Self
A Weekend in Three Acts: Act 3
A Weekend in Three Acts: Act 2
a la Michelangelo...
A Weekend, in Three Acts
The Joy of Mindless Reverie
A Passion for Paper Art
Turandot at the Metropolitan Opera
Rubbing Shoulders with History
It all began with Cole
Un Petit Symposium
How to Vacation in Architectural Bliss
To vacation in architectural bliss, just select a destination with an adequate number of significant edifices. Jimmy Buffett’s Margaritaville doesn’t count, nor do après ski raised hearths around a cozy fire at the mid-market hotels in Beaver Creek. Any housing development, high rise condo building or shopping enclave built with fake stucco is beneath the pale, architecturally, although pink or salmon colored real stucco in vintage Miami ocean side structures may or may not qualify.
vintage Miami Art Deco, YES!
plastic, pink flamingos, NO!
Residential neighborhoods with extensive yard art, while not necessarily up to the standard of actual sculpture, may warrant a driving tour, if you have time. I once found a series of homes with odd but smile inducing objects, including a pair of six foot tall bowling pins, several old footed bathtubs turned on end to create niches in which brightly painted Madonna’s were displayed, and a tree hung with large globular objects spray painted to resemble oranges and lemons on steroids. Recently, in Ketchum, Idaho I found a house whose side and fence were completely sheathed in skis.
Such kitchy oddities can rise to the level of folk art…. or not… but are wonderful as a surprising collection of happy discoveries – awkward and unintentionally funny but still sort of dear when you consider the intent of the creators.
Like tramp art, pieced together by itinerant hobos, the homeless of a bygone era, it is ever apparent that the full spectrum of humanity bubbles up with creative impulses.
Beauty – such a primal, inexplicable imperative of everyone from cavemen to countesses.
And so, after that little detour, back to architectural bliss, more often associated with countesses than us regular folks. Those aristocrats! They did build some spectacular houses – from the chateaux of southern France to the winding lanes of the Cotswolds to the villas dotting all Italy – whew! Many just drip with history and art and classical details all patinated with the warm sun and hundreds of years.
But hey, anyone with a little cash and some persistence can find a great guide – both scholar and raconteur – who can lead them to the stellar examples of architectural history. And that is a very good way to tour.
But there are smaller moments, like finding the bowling pins on a back street in a small Michigan town, that are delightful partly because they are so completely surprising. I would say they are out of context, but part of the story is wondering why someone would have such an outlandish thing. What does it mean? A national champion bowler lives there? Or a sentimental carpenter whose parents met in a bowling alley? What are the back stories of these oddly amusing objects?
Really, there are quirky things in the most august places. What English Duke was it who held open houses in his great home only to display his pornography collections? And there was that house in Los Angeles owned by some Middle Eastern potentate who painted pubic hair on each piece of his extensive collection of Greek and Roman garden statuary. These things actually happened.
So, I think a nice antidote from scholarly architectural touring can be something more whimsical or at least smaller in scale. Have a break from cathedrals in their immensity and focus on the different ways stars are painted on ceilings: from early Sta. Maria in Cosmedin in Rome to Henry VIII’s chapel at Hampton Court Palace to the Lyndhurst in estate the Hudson River Valley.
Or collect images of door knockers you have seen around the world. (Best to refrain from collecting the actual knockers, at least those still attached to doors.)
Sta. Maria in Cosmedin
Hampton Court Palace
Lyndhurst, the Hudson River Valley estate of Gilded Era railroad baron, Jay Gould.
(this one just happens to be in Barcelona, where we are today!)
Having a theme for your architectural rambles adds a focus to your explorations, much like collecting gives purpose to your early Friday morning yard sale adventures.
It can be very enjoyable to go on an architectural/photographic safari in search of the most picturesque doorways or best examples of Venetian or Roman mosaics or even collect small rocks from the grounds of famous estates – duly noting on each the date and location found. Of course, removing pieces of the actual structure is not recommended. The docents go crazy if you even get close to the building with a chisel. (This last idea, collecting rocks wherever you go, can get out of hand if you travel much. If the samples are too large you end up, Lucille Ball-like, with a heavy load of rocks à la The Long Trailer.) If you travel a lot, even small chunks could overtake you the way corks seem to multiply when you save them – and what do we do with all those old corks!?!
My husband saved a pebble from the grounds at Villa Rotunda in Vicenza, the Palladian masterpiece we visited on our honeymoon. That rock means a lot to me!
Palladio’s spectacular Villa Rotunda
Cole sketching on the steps of Villa Rotunda.
There are other travel related collections. I know more than one person who collects sand. He has jars and jars of different colored sand – samples from countless beaches he has known. But that is a poor substitute for having focused on architecture, in my mind.
After all, scooping up a few ounces of silicate while lazing on a chaise, sipping a Mai Tai and reading a juicy novel lacks the honest rigor of doggedly plotting your trail, squinting for long periods into the sun at steeple tops, studying the tiny print in blue guide books, getting blisters on your blisters after miles of traipsing up one ruin and down the next catacomb.
On second thought, bring me a Margarita!