Architecture is music

Johann Goethe called architecture frozen music.

My recent docenture during Modernism Week in Palm Springs has led me to that very conclusion.  Architecture is indeed a symphony.  To be exact, for me, the Palevsky House designed by Craig Ellwood is Ravel’s Bolero!

If you think that the music now inextricably linked to Bo Derek seems an odd choice to describe a weekend house in our fair desert.  Let me explain.

You spy a couple dining al fresco; poolside.  They are dressed simply, but impeccably.

The couple rises to leave.  Now you are able to see them in greater detail.  They are dressed in crisp white linen:  perfectly starched and properly ironed.

A faint scent of orange blossoms waffs through the air.

They begin to slowly walk away.  His strong back is outlined by his crisp linen shirt.

A gentle breeze caresses the hem of her wrap dress revealing a glimpse of a taut leg.

She throws back her head and lets out a throaty laugh.  Her tresses undulate over her shoulders as they shimmer in the afternoon sun.

He looks to her, his Roman profile captured in silhouette for an instant.  He smiles broadly; a welcoming smile of bright white teeth.

He unbuttons his shirt and lets it slide to the ground, exposing rugged muscular shoulders.

Following his lead, she loosens the tie at her waist, letting the dress billow behind her.  A gust of wind releases it from her shoulders. The dress flutters to the ground.

She kicks her heels aside.

They look knowingly into each other’s eyes. 

A wry smile crosses their faces.  They turn and dash towards the pool.

Splash.

Welcome to the Palevsky House!

 

 

 

Trina Turk at Home

Like a moderne luxury liner moored to the mountainside above Palm Springs, the home of fashion designer TrinaTurk and Jonathan Skow is aptly dubbed, Ship of the Desert.

Built in 1936 by the Southern California architectural team of Wilson and Webster.  It was  originally decorated by Honor Easton.  Its now iconic name was given it by the prominent American artist Millard Sheets, who was a professor of Easton’s.

From its perch, the house’s prow-front living room and wrap-around decks offer spectacular views of Palm Springs as it crests the waves of the sea of swaying palm trees below.

Come aboard, the tour is about to set sail.

Behind the sliding pocket entry door lies the the foyer.  A sinuous curving staircase climbs to the upper deck and guest rooms.

The living room with its curved window wall faces east to catch the morning sun.  The windows all slide down into their sills and can be secreted away leaving the living room open to breezes.

To keep errant pests at bay, the windows are ingeniously fitted with copper screens that can be pulled down from their hiding place inside the window frames.

The seating arrangement is anchored by a sculpted oatmeal wool carpet whose braided fringe is easily the diameter of nautical rope!  A witty send up, no doubt to the name of the house.

A pair of Vladamir Kagan lounges flank the fireplace are piled with signature pillows from Trina’s home collection.  Throughout the living room carefully curated items make for a highly personal space.

The chunky maple blonde coffee table is surmounted with a collection mid-century colored glassware and stacks of art and photography books.

Metallic Moroccan hassacks and a canvas covered Poul Kjaerholm PK22 lounge chair share the prow of the living room with a 1970′s burled veneer and brass console.

The dining room with its dark terrazzo floor and vintage aluminum and leather chairs certainly were a nod to the streamlined moderne lines of the house.  I was particularly fascinated with the unusual wine cooler.

The highlight of the kitchen was its enormous and lovingly well-worn butcher block island.  Originally from a Brooklyn, New York delicatessen, it has very unusual metal legs that places it squarely from the industrial modern 1930′s.

The white 6 burner stove is vintage, but there are concessions to mod-cons.  These include a built-in modern refrigerator and dishwasher.

While the stainless steel counter tops and Douglas fir cabinetry are new, the curving breakfast banquette and porthole window are nods to the house’s past making this one ship-shape galley.

Next stop, the promenade deck.

The principal guest room, directly above the living room, has its own private deck and the same views of the valley below.  The built-ins are newly constructed, but based on the house’s originals that had been removed.  Texture reigns here in the principal stateroom as elsewhere in the house.  Colorful Moroccan rugs, bedding and upholstery reinforce the hot orange of a desert sunset.

A stroll along the deck reveals a string of private staterooms all separate, but equal with both expansive valley vistas and intimate hillside views.

Though built over 75 years ago, what worked then still works today.  With windows that disappear into sills and doors that slide into walls, there is a sense of boundless freedom yet, the spaces are intimate and inviting.

But most important are the convivial hosts, Trina and Jonathan, who make every guest feel welcomed.

 

 

 

 

Sunny with a Chance of Modernism

Everything is coming up Modern.  Today begins 10 days of the celebration of Modernism here in Palm Springs with the 12th Annual Modernism Week.

While just down the road a piece, the  Los Angeles County Museum of Art (LACMA) has been exhibiting California Design:  Living in a Modern Way, showcasing an extensive presentation of California living.

If you never have had the chance to peer through the plate glass windows of the iconic Eames House in Pacific Palisades, don’t miss your chance.  The living room has been recreated inside the museum as it was left after Ray’s death in 1988.

What I have always loved about Southern California Modernism is its optimism. How can you not be happy, as the morning sun streams through sliding glass windows.

That’s the way I like to begin my day.

Mod Morning

It’s a mad, mod morning here in rainy?! Palm Springs.

We are assured that there will be sun tomorrow when Modernism Week bursts forth. The next 10 days will be a whirlwind of activity celebrating the mid century modern architecture that has put our fair city on the architectural map.

I’ll be volunteering at several house tours this weekend, so stop and say hello.

In celebration of Modernism Week, I’ve been working on some art pieces.  Here’s what I’ve cobbled together.  It’s an ode to my neighborhood, in collage form.  I hope you enjoy them.

 

Double Date

I hope all you had a fabulous Valentine’s Day.  We certainly did.  We did all that pink and red stuff one feels compelled to do on this holiday.

We also went on a double-date! Well actually we had friends over for dinner.

We drank pink champagne, rosé wine and made pizzas topped with red sauce.  But they weren’t just any ordinary pizzas, were special Valentine’s Day pizzas – they were heart-shaped!

We set up a buffet so each of us could customize our individual pizzas.

Jay made his famous home-made barbeque sauce and I made an oregano-infused tomato sauce.  We also included a new find for us, lutenica.  Lutenica is a Balkan pepper, tomato and eggplant sauce.  It is super good.  It’s a great alternative to tomato sauce.

Fresh shaved fennel, oven-roasted tomatoes, red onions, caramelized onions, pickled artichoke hearts, capers and sliced kalamata olives were ready for customizing the pizzas.

The customized pizzas were then ready for the oven.

Fifteen minutes later.  Voila!

But wait!  There’s more!

Dessert was an amazing chocolate-hazelnut meringue pavlova layered with whipped cream and fresh raspberries.  Thank you Debra!

Yum.  I said YUM!

Currying Favor

My kitchen island has become a spice island!  A few weeks ago, I was tapped by a client to create custom gift baskets for them to give to their clients for Valentine’s Day.  My mission was to explore the emotion and fervor of cupid’s holiday and produce a gift that expressed that.

Sweet, musky, cloying, hot – all words used to describe love.  But they also perfectly describe spices. I thought, what better way to convey the passion of love than with a series of custom-blended spices.

So I set to work, mixing and toasting special blends of spices for my custom curry and  hot madras masala.  For days, the entire house was redolent with the exotic scents of licoricey fennel and anise, nutty coriander and pungent cumin.  All these aromas mingled together in a sweet-scented cloud creating the atmosphere of a far-away romantic port of call.

Bottled passion, toasted and blended by me.  With a pinch here and a sprinkle there, what better way to punch up ordinary flavors than with a dash of customized spicy love!

Well Red

Happy Valentine’s Day.  I thought this year the holiday needed a twist.  Mr. Shakespeare is here to shake things up a bit.  Here is his sonnet 130 accompanied by the reds of Reykjavik.

My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;  Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;

If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;  If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.

I have seen roses damask’d, red and white,  But no such roses see I in her cheeks;

And in some perfumes is there more delight  Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.

I love to hear her speak, yet well I know  That music hath a far more pleasing sound;

I grant I never saw a goddess go; My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:

And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare   As any she belied with false compare.

 

 

New Look

As you can see, there has been a bit of remodeling going on around here!  I hope you like our new look and new name.

I think Design Furnace better describes what is happening here. I am passionate about design and I try to integrate it into daily life.  I use this blog as an idea incubator.

I never know what inspiration will spark and set my creativity  burning.  Here’s to stoking the furnace daily!

Test Kitchen

It has been such a beautiful sunny day today I couldn’t wait to try out some new photography tricks I learned over at Hank and Hunt.  Jenny, thanks for sharing your tips from the Alt Summit.

As soon as I read about the diffuser, it made perfect sense.  So off I went to the fabric store and secured me some white nylon lining – just couldn’t fork over the $20 per yard for silk.  But let me say, the old nylon works a dream.

With the diffuser plopped in my living room front window I pulled some fruit and veg from the kitchen and started snapping away.

My first experiment was with a couple tomatoes on the vine and a few branches of dried bay leaves.

Next up were some garlic and onion and more bay.  Who says onions and garlic shouldn’t be stored together.  They certainly make swell picture companions.

Finally I pulled a couple tangelos from the garden and presented them with their leaves.

Voila, my photography test kitchen.  This is what I learned to do from the lovely Jenny from Seattle.