Tag: Creative Risk
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Lakeside Rehab
Listen to a Rosslyn song. “Lakeside Rehab” isn’t quite the anthem in my head, but it’s a start.
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Creative Crop Rotation
In high school I listened to a lot of Joni Mitchell. It’s safe to say that I was a bit of an outlier when it came to my eclectic music tastes. New England boarding school in the late 1980s, all boys scholar-athlete paradigm, etc. I tried to infect my friends with an appreciation for Joni’s…
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Face Fear
What’s the thing you’re most scared to do? What would it take to get you to do it? Last day of Bloganuary prompts. Tomorrow back to my own editorial calendar, and not a moment too soon. It’s been a refreshing change of pace, these last 31 days, responding to the whim and will of a…
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Are Icehouse Rehab Updates Achieving Objectives?
On October 18 I laid out some goals for my series of icehouse rehab updates. I’d already been posting for about two and a half months at that point, looking in depth at the summer’s deck rebuild. I intended to continue posting for the duration of our adaptive reuse project, transforming a late 19th century icehouse…
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Mixed Species Flooring Experiment
Experimenting with mixed species flooring (beech and jatoba)… But why?!?!
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What Makes a House a Home?
At the root of Rosslyn Redux is a question. What makes a house a home? Simple question. Less simple answer. More precisely, the answers to what makes a house a home are diverse and possibly even evolving — slowly, perpetually — as we live our lives. What defines “homeness” as a child likely differs as…
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Redacting Rosslyn v2.0
Thwumpf! That’s the sound of a decade being swallowed whole (like a tidy-but-tasty amuse-bouche) by Rosslyn. Or by entropy. Maybe both. Ten sprawling, glorious years after pushing a post entitled Redacting Rosslyn v1.0 out into the universe I’m back on track with Redacting Rosslyn v2.0. Yes, that’s a fairly ridiculous incubation period. A half dozen…
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Preservation by Neglect
I’ve flitted around the topic of preservation by neglect on this blog for too long. I suppose that I’ve felt less comfortable putting my thoughts into writing than gabbing with friends similarly drawn to old buildings and artifacts. There’s a question of humility toward a topic better left to more scholarly authorities on historic preservation.…
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Boathouse Illustration Revisited
Back on March 28, 2022 I shared a whimsical boathouse illustration including some of my creation process. At the time I conceived of the exercise as a way to exercise my rudimentary watercolor abilities while enticing the universe to hasten the spring-to-summer transition. Verdict is out on whether or not my efforts wooed the universe.…
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If You Lose Your Purpose, It’s Like You’re Broken
Everything has a purpose, even machines… They do what they are meant to do… Maybe that’s why a broken machine always makes me so sad, they can’t do what they are meant to do… Maybe it’s the same with people. If you lose your purpose… it’s like you’re broken. ~ Brian Selznick (spoken by Hugo Cabret…
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Dueling Banjos: An Adirondack Reflection
Sometimes the universe rhymes. Have you ever noticed that? As if there’s a poetry underneath our everyday lives, and sometimes — when we’re lucky — the poetry floats up to the surface. “Dueling Banjos” à la Adirondacks This morning I was lucky. My thanks go out to friend and North Country enthusiast Steve Malone who…
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Redacting Rosslyn v1.0
Redacting Rosslyn. A concept. An experiment. A risk. A plunge. And then… an ellipsis. Stillness. Silence. White space. Not a pregnant pause. Not AWOL. An interstice. Carving out a space for stillness amidst the throng will open up the possibility of stillness. But there must also be room for chance, for stumbling accidentally upon these…