This lovely baroque (not an art major so don’t call me out on that) painting was purchased by me many years ago at this fabulous interior design warehouse called DeCondes. Seriously, this was the ONLY place in Salt Lake City, UT where you could walk in on a Saturday morning and be offered champagne with cheese and crackers. Which if you think about it is a very savvy business strategy because the line between $10s and $100s can get a bit blurry after two glasses of champers on a virtually empty stomach. What feels like a finely honed artistic sensibility is actually a good buzz.
The alcohol is aided by the fact that these people had some pretty amazing and unusual art and such a huge amount of it. It’s an old warehouse with tiny rooms, cavernous rooms, and even hidden rooms, each decorated in a different period and style. They cover it all, from fabrics to crystal to pens, statuary, furniture, wall art, you name it. At the very least it was an incredibly fun way to spend an afternoon.
Anyway, on one of these sprees (we only made two after I bought J a cashmere upholstered office chair that looks like a throne and promptly realized we were out of control and I can buy my own champagne) I saw this little gem hanging on the wall and fell in love. I immediately thought of Marie Antoinette or some other woman of nobility. A woman who lounged. Who slept in silk negligees and drank chocolat in bed before her maid came in to dress her. So romantic! Of course, the wildly ornate frame helped sustain the fantasy.
It now hangs in a perfect alcove in our bedroom directly above my vanity (overstock.com because it can’t all be fancy and period). It even has a spotlight which I often turn on in the early evening so I see the painting in the dark when I come to bed. All that is missing now is the perfect high backed chair upholstered in the same raspberry velvet as in the painting. Won’t that be lovely?! For now I use a ratty kitchen chair because I am willing to suffer until I find this grail and complete my feminine lost-in-time tableau.
Do you get like that when decorating? When you see so clearly in your mind’s eye what you want and how it will look that you simply cannot compromise? And on a more practical note- any ideas on how to clean a gilded (I think that’s what it is) frame? A bit of grime is authentic but we’re moving past that stage and I’m not sure what to do.