Tuesday, October 7, 2014

All things Edgar Allan Poe ... Plus a giveaway!


Edgar Allan Poe died on October 7th 1849 in Baltimore Maryland in his 40th year. The actual cause of death still remains a mystery. So on today, October 7th, 2014 - I dedicate my post to the master of what some call macabre but for me one of my favorite writer's and without doubt my favorite poet. 

"Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words"
~Edgar Allan Poe~


This is my Halloween post and a giveaway of the new Edgar Allan Poe Pop up book and his writings. I will take you in-between reality and an altered state in some enhanced photographs in our row-home and then back and forth to the Edgar Allan Poe National Historic site. A preserved home, that was rented by Poe when he lived in Philadelphia between 1838-1844. It is located in the Spring Garden section of Philadelphia at 532 N. 7th Street. Poe lived here for 18 months, but he also lived in five different houses in Philadelphia.  Poe was nomadic in spirit. The location photos are at the Spring Garden location which is the only Poe home in Philadelphia still in existence.

"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream."
~Edgar Allan Poe~


"The Raven" is a famous poem written by Poe and published in January of 1845. A supernatural favorite that first appeared in the New York Evening Mirror. "The Raven" was written in Philadelphia. 

I found this photo of a Raven on Google images. I am intrigued by Raven's. They are very intelligent bird's of prey, true Salvagers.  The photo is displayed on our stainless steel photo ledge in our kitchen. An altered photo for this post that has been converted into B&W with brown color enhancements done by us. John printed it on canvas and mounted it on foam core. We've displayed it along with three Black velvet pumpkins that are part of our Poe inspired Halloween decorations.

"Believe only half of what you see and nothing that you hear"
~Edgar Allan Poe~


At the Edgar Allan Poe house a Raven statue sits perched up in the air on it's tall pedestal steel stand. Imposing and impressive but what John and I found humorous is  there is a bird living inside the statue! Yup, a bird has built its nest and resides inside the statue of "The Raven". How absolutely "Poe" like.


Silhouette of the Raven statue at the Poe house in Philly.

I fell in love with Poe's writings when I was in High School and it was required reading. Nowadays I often find myself on rainy/stormy days taking the opportunity to sit down and reread his writings. I've always been one whom has rejoiced in "things that go bump in the night".

Personally it is my belief that partaking in a good hardy laugh or in a jump out of fear or surprise is like hitting a restart button on our body that instantly re-aligns our senses. It provides balance on an ordinary day and makes our senses feel heightened and alive.


"Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality"
~Edgar Allan Poe~


An unabridged book in my collection of Edgar Allan Poe. Upstairs in my sitting/reading room on the sofa is the latest addition of Poe I greatly enjoy. I find myself transcended into an altered reality in Poe's writing, where time and space blur into words on a page and imagined images. Rainy days are perfect to indulge myself in his writings. Yes, for me Poe is the mastermind of intrigue, suspense and horror. 

On the sofa is an adorable plush black cat that I have named Pluto, for the cat in Poe's "Black Cat". I will admit the eye incident in the story is extremely upsetting and difficult for me to read but the story indeed shocking is delightfully frightening.


Maybe in today's storytelling of horror as in "American Horror Story" Poe isn't so macabre. But seriously to me he will always be the master and Vincent Price movie performances remain spellbound in my memories. Price was the perfect choice for actor in Poe's stories brought to screen.

"And so being young and dipped in folly, I fell in love with melancholy."
~Edgar Allan Poe~


In our living room appears a Raven as if lifting off in flight from an antique window barn frame. It contains no glass and offers marvelous shadow play. For this post we have altered the photo. The below photo is how it really appears.

"There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told."
~Edgar Allan Poe~


We have 2 Ravens perched in our Living Room. 


I'm having a Poe giveaway, the contest is open World-wide and all you need to do is be a follower and leave a comment on this post. Listed below is what someone will win and receive in my Poe befitting gift wrap. Wonder why this Poe lover would be giving all this away? Well, I'm a brat and also purchased a set for myself and whoever is randomly chosen from a computer pick wins this giveaway. So what's in this giveaway...

An illustrated Edgar Allan Poe unabridged book that contains Pop-Ups. The book is newly released and contains Poe's masterpieces listed below:

THE FALL OF THE HOUSE OF USHER
THE TELL-TALE HEART
THE PIT AND THE PENDULUM 
THE CASK OF AMONTILLADO 

Also two Historical Documents reproduced on antiqued parchment that look and feel old in Poe's handwriting. Courtesy of the Richard Gimbel collection of Edgar Allan Poe. The originals are on display in the Free Library of Philadelphia. These I purchased at the Poe house.

"Annabel Lee" and "The Raven" are the documents included in this giveaway.
Plus I'm including a Nevermore - Edgar Allan Poe 3.75 wide by 7.5 tall Tag/Bookmark.


Edgar Allan Poe's historical Philadelphia home. A national historic site in the Spring Garden section of Philadelphia. Located at 532 N. 7th Street and maintained by the National Park System. Donated by Richael Gimbel.  The tour is free and there is an 8 minute movie offering an overview of Poe's life.



Poe's historic home offers self-guided tours, hours are 9-5 Friday, Saturday and Sunday. There are two friendly Park Rangers inside the home who are extremely knowable on all things Poe and enjoy engaging in conversation and made our visit not only informative but fun. I happened to mention my blog and my intentions of this post during our visit and I hope they approve of what I've done.


Model of Poe's house

It is a preserved home once rented by Poe from 1838-1844. Poe called Philadelphia home for 6 years and during this time he wrote some of his most acclaimed works. Including:

"The Pit and the Pendulum"
"The Black Cat"
"The Fall of the House of Usher"
"The Tell Tale Heart"
"a descent into the Maelstrom"
"The Oval Portrait"
"Murders in the Rue Morgue"


Plus many, many more, it is where he began work on "The Raven" while spending 18 months at this home with his beloved wife Virginia (Poe's first cousin) Mother-in-law Maria Clemin he affectionally called Muddy and their adored tortoise-shell tabby cat named Cutlerina.

Another interesting Poe fact is that he invented the modern short detective story.


In back of Poe's house.


In back a tree and garden, Virginia loved to spend time gardening.


The below photo's are of the cellar and what inspired his writing of "The Black Cat".


"I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat."
~Edgar Allan Poe~


The cellar is quite a scary place... especially since John thought it cute to hold the door shut so I could not leave the cellar. (True experience of the day). Trust me it's spooky down there. Just before writing this post I re-read "The Black Cat" and I can tell you I can see how this cellar was his inspiration. 

"I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity."
~Edgar Allan Poe~


The Poe historic house is left unfurnished except for one room. Poe's reading room. Even unfurnished the rooms have the haunted echo's heard in the history of the past and are embellished with painted canvas's depicting each rooms usage.


Honestly John and I felt the presence and the genius of Poe in the weathered preserved walls of this historic spot.


A bedroom


Poe's Reading room. Between the sunlight filtering through red drapes, the red sofa and all the red in the room there is a eerie pink glow. 


Oil painting in Reading room, see the glow of pinkness?


In our living room a coffee table vignette


Upstairs in our Poe inspired Halloween Row-home...

"I have been happy, though in a dream. I have been happy - and I love the theme.
Dreams! In their vivid coloring of life. As in the fleeting, shadowy. misty strife."
~Edgar Allan Poe~


As you leave the preserved historic home of Edgar Allan Poe in Philadelphia across the street a hand painted mural appears on a home. Perhaps only to say ... In honor of Edgar Allan Poe.

"With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion."
~Edgar Allan Poe~

I leave you with my spooky poem I wrote and dedicated to my brother Kevin and Sister-in-law Gay for Halloween 2013. I can not give any led up to my poetic words because it would spoil it. So please read Mathias and hopefully enjoy feeling my inspiration of Poe in modern day. Any questions? Please ask in the comments or by email and I will answer them.


Mathias originally hails from Austria and bears a red birthmark in the shape of a Fleur de Lis on his timeworn face.
Over his many years he's developed a rugged complexion and his birthmark has faded to hardly a noticeable trace. 

Mathias's Father, at the turn of the 20th century was a master craftsman working in an Austrian village creating in accurate precision.
Now as you can imagine and might suspect bringing Mathias home being old was a well thought out belabored decision.

But since Mathias arrived there's been a presence cast in long dark shadows that  appear strangely luminous, even throughout the day.
Sinister shadows lingering in day's bright light triggering an emotional fear that can make ones nerves totally fray.

Like a haunting of past sensations and knowledge harmoniously recalled as it permeates the air with a registering chime.
A resonating sound of great remembrance that stirs distant memories in an echo of the past in the recorded journey over his lifetime.

Mathias in his elderly well experienced age as you would naturally expect his movement is a tad bit slow ...
As if his experience has patiently enabled him to understand passage of time and somehow intrinsically know.

Mysteriously today German Elder leaves appeared scattered across the wood floor, perhaps not strange being it is the season of Fall.
Except... It's an eerie thing, since this is my Brother and Wife's Florida home and Mathias is the antique German clock on their library wall.

© Vera

I'll be back on October 21st and will announce the winner of the Poe giveaway. Want a look inside the pop up book? Here is a link below for a You-tube video.
Trust me the book is cool.

Halloween BOO kisses and hope you have enjoyed all things Edgar Allan Poe.
XX,
Vera

Sources:
Primitive journal of Edgar Allan Poe - Feather Bed Farm, etsy
Nevermore - Edgar Allan Poe Tag/Bookmark - Harvest Moon Emporium, etsy
Ravens - Amazon

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

A stroll down America's oldest residential street...


America's Oldest residential street which has been continually occupied since 1720.  Built in 1720-1830 in Philadelphia in the heart of Old City. It's located between Front and 2nd Street just north of Arch Street and Race Street. Since the 1720's it's been home to over 3,000 residents. Notice the perfectly formed cobweb on the upper right corner of the sign. Hate spiders but admire their industrious web design work!

"I love the dignity in the name Philadelphia, but at heart, we're Philly."
~Lisa Scottoline~


Welcome back to our row home, I hope you wore comfy walking shoes. Can I interest you in a cappuccino or a cup of English breakfast tea as I show you a few new Fall additions before we go on our walking tour. 

This photo is of 4 pumpkin stems saved from last Fall's pumpkins and 2 silk velvet quarter yard remnants. One dark grey the other golden iridescent orange. From it I made more velvet pumpkins for Fall 2014. Interesting stems excite me and I pick out my pumpkins for their stems!


Golden orange iridescent silk velvet duo I made last week. Look at the shadow of the larger stem ... Do you see a Praying mantis bug? Another love of mine is shadow play.


Newly displayed are the park bench photographs. Printed on canvas and displayed on our seasonal changing Living room floating art wall. I found the color photos on google free images and asked John to convert them into Black and White. John printed them onto canvas and then mounted both to foam core. I'm in my extreme admiration of Black and White photography. The one on the left is during Autumn and the right photo is early snow in late Autumn.

I've always loved parks, as a child I grew up within a mile from Washington's Crossing Park in Titusville, NJ. Now I live mere blocks away from a park, that is part of the Fairmount Park system. Whether located in a bucolic area or urban setting I find parks to be peaceful and majestic. Picnic anyone?



Another draw for me is living in historic area's. One day I'll take you on a tour of the museum in Titusville where I grew up and show you a famous oil painting of George Washington crossing the Delaware on Christmas Eve. On Christmas Eve Titusville annually re-in-acts the crossing, no kidding... no matter the temps of the river, no matter the amount of snow on the ground. Drums, bugles, historic garb, it's the real deal! I'm a totally modern woman, who has a fascination with our historic past. Absolutely the reason why in my design style choice in our row-home I surround John and myself with the past, the present and a wink and nod to the future.

We recently went to NYC to visit our friend Kim and his boy friend Paul. We met Kim 19 years ago through our Citroën car events. Yup, another vintage French car enthusiast. Long story short Kim is an artisan who can tell the most amazing stories, joyfully retelling his life adventures. Someone we admire, love and adore. 


Two dark grey pumpkins I made from the velvet remnants that are placed in a basket and displayed on the Über cool old vintage bench/stool. Time-worn patina and sweet as can be. After drinking Prosecco and having appetizers before our dinner reservations we walked over to Kim's gallery/store Jack and Marcel near the 59th Street (Queensboro) bridge he co-owns with his business partner. Source for Jack and Marcel at the bottom of post.

Kim used to teach Industrial Design at Pratt university so his eye and appreciation to design is very keen. Jack and Marcel is a visually exciting place. ... An exciting treasure trove. Well, after lingering (OK loitering) around the art, furniture and accessories I fell in love with this. Be it humble and utilitarian it simply whispered my name, adding tactile rustic interest and mingling with other wooden pieces in our Living room.


Photo of the very worn cobblestones of Elfreth's Alley... Truly a step back in colonial times.

I moved to Philadelphia shortly after meeting John at Doc Watson's a pub/restaurant. Our story is about falling in love during the bi-centennial celebration/festivities through Spring into Summer in Philly. In love with both the city and John we soon moved into an apartment together. Certainly Philadelphia in 1976 was an exciting place to be. During early June of 1976 John took me on my first stroll of Elfreth's Alley. Hand in hand exploring 300 years of history in it's 32 residential buildings. It was on Fete Day. Fete Day has been celebrated for more then 70 years and when residents of Elfreth's alley open their homes to the public. A day of festivities and historic re-enactments. For the past 10 years Elfreth's alley also opens their doors at Christmas time for an event named "Deck the Alley".


Elfreth's Alley was named in honor of Jeremiah Elfreth an 18th century Blacksmith and property owner who lived on the alley along with other artisans, furniture makers, ship builders and craftsmen.


John and I photographed Elfreth's alley on Friday September 12th for this post. It was 93 degrees with oppressive humidity!!! The sun was intense and I feared the photos would be washed out. In the photos you will notice that being the end of summer flowers are pretty much spent, yet there is beauty in their growing cycle.


Row-homes and Cobblestone in the city of Brotherly love. 


See to the right of this lovely blue shuttered rowhome? There is an alley in an alley, named Bladen's Court.


Walking through this alley will take you into Bladen's Court.


Bladen's court, on this glorious sun filled day, shadows of history were at play.


Strolling one can almost hear the echoes of the past if you listen.



Bladen's Court is brick paved.


Number 115 Bladen's Court, notice the time worn wearing down of the marble step.


Another photo of 115


On Elfreth's alley a British flag is displayed.


Orange shutters and cellar, I'm drawn to this home, it's the color choice.


Number 124 and 126, store and a museum to tour, explore and buy a souvenir.


Store and museum placement on Elfreth's Alley.


Like everywhere else in America - homes for sale. Some are small Trinity homes, in Philly referred to Father, Son and Holy Ghosts. Other homes are large and have renovated interiors to reflect our present time.


Looking down Elfreth's alley charming historic street.


The 13 stars of our Colonial flag proudly displayed. On the day we photographed Elfreth's alley we also photographed The Betsy Ross house tour. I will post that tour in November and weave it into my Thanksgiving post. I know you just said "WHAT ?" but you wait and see, it will be a post about being thankful for simple blessings.


A close up of house # 132


So I end our little stroll and announce my next post will be on October 7th. It will be my Halloween post featuring our Edgar Allan Poe decorations in our row-home, a tour of Poe's historic house in Philly, a spooky poem and a really fun giveaway of Edgar Allan Poe writings. So please join me on Oct. 7th, it will be entertaining I promise. BTW the giveaway will be worldwide.

My poem I leave you with today is a simple little one. whose words popped into my head after midnight and demanded to be written before I could fall sleep. Words will often flood my brain and unless I write down the poem it's like a song stuck in my head! Seriously. So here goes a poetry share of what I refer to as an after midnight brain fart. 


Oh to be a Superhero...

During the nightly local news coverage of murder, mayhem and madness,
after watching for 30 minutes it leaves me feeling frustration and sadness.

In my sleep I dream every night of soaring the sky like a Superhero,
Freeing us all from villains and thugs to bring crime rate down to zero.

The city of brotherly love, a beacon of historical freedom and peace,
as I work in harmony and cooperation with it's citizens and the police.

© Vera


Bench source:

Located in the Interior Design Building at 308 E 61st Street, 4th Floor in New York City.