Saturday, January 19, 2008

Obsessions: Dishware

I got dish issues. I think I'm an addict.

For several years I've collected Russel Wright pottery, particularly the Iroquois line. In fact, I've blogged about Wright twice before. Here, and here.

I've dabbled a bit in his American Modern and have a couple of pieces of his coveted art pottery from Bauer, but the Iroquois is so durable that we can eat off of it every day, so I'm able to justify my growing (and growing, and growing) collection.

I'm proud (and fairly ashamed) to say that I have enough Iroquois dishes to serve an intimate dinner for 80. The stuff is scattered all over the house and shoved in cabinets wherever it will fit.
And hey, at least I'm spending money on something tangible that will increase in value, right?


Until I add another dish obsession to the mix.

I was on eBay not long ago and ran across a live auction of these babies:

They were manufactured by Metlox Poppytrail and were dubbed the 'California Aztec' line.

I loved them and I bought them, without stopping to talk myself out of it. That's how I roll. Look at the fun shape of this baby:

I haven't been able to find out a lot about the line, and there aren't a lot of them for sale on eBay or online, but that's probably a good thing. I'll be forced to take it slowly.

One day at a time.

Monday, January 07, 2008

Random Post: My Childhood Lake House

I was surfing the internets this past weekend and landed on a house plans website. You know, one of those sites that boasts "Thousands of House Plans for Today's Lifestyle!". Never mind how I got there. However, I happened to run across the original plans for my childhood lake house.

My family built this house. I grew up spending weekends there, on Lake Cypress Springs in the piney woods of deep East Texas.

Granted, my mother couldn't build it "as is", so she replaced the giant standard staircase with a 1970's metal spiral stair....painted chartreuse. I kid you not. And, we moved the fireplace to the front outer living area wall to open up the space and extend the kitchen counter.

The design isn't really modern, per se. It is more "1970's Contemporary Lake House". And that's when it was built. We're talking cedar paneling here, folks.

Running across the plans brought back a thousand happy memories. My parents let me help select the house plans; I suppose because it was a secondary home and they felt indulgent that day. It was a thrill for me, at about 8 years old, to help my parents make decisions on what the house would look like. I thought it was indescribably beautiful.

I wish I still had that house.