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RELAX. I PROMISE TO NOT share the song referenced by today’s title. I hope I don’t offend anyone when I say, “The Way We Were” is not on my top 10 song list. It wouldn’t even make it to my top 500. But here are more memories that do light the corners of my mind. There are some misty watercolours still to come. The photo above is of Moose atop a stack of San Geraldo’s historic papers and photos on the dining room table. Like me, he finds the memories very comforting (or at least comfortable).
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RELAJARSE. PROMETO NO COMPARTIR LA canción a la que hace referencia el título de hoy. Espero no ofender a nadie cuando digo que “The Way We Were” [Tal Como Eramos] no está en mi lista de los 10 mejores canciones. Ni siquiera llegaría a mi top 500. Pero aquí hay más recuerdos que iluminan los rincones de mi mente. Todavía quedan algunas acuarelas brumosas por venir. La foto de arriba es de Moose encima de una pila de fotos y papeles históricos de San Geraldo en la mesa del comedor. Como yo, encuentra los recuerdos muy reconfortantes (o al menos cómodos).
• Cuando nos mudamos a San Francisco a fines de 1998, Mi Madre La Duquesa Viuda, nos dio un regalo de bienvenida en efectivo. Fuimos de compras a Chinatown y encontramos estas dos figuras. El dueño de la tienda le dio mucha importancia al hecho de que fueron tallados en “bambú de 60 años”. Pensamos que eso tenía algún significado espiritual, pero creo que, tal vez, simplemente nos estaba diciendo que el bambú era viejo. El jarrón de lunares, de 40 centímetros de alto, que se encuentra en el fondo, fue comprado para el primer piso de mis padres en 1950. Mi madre tenía las mismas flores secas desde 1970 a 2016. Decidí tirarlas. Sucedió que tenía las ramitas y las puse allí temporalmente, lo que significa que tengo otros 42 años para reemplazarlas.
• Aquí están las figuras de bambú en la repisa del salón de nuestra casa en San Francisco en 2000. La Duquesa Viuda, dijo: “Esta casa es impresionante, pero me gustó más la casa de San Diego”. La tía Sylvie, menos sutil, dijo: “La otra casa era mucho más bonita. No sé por qué te mudaste”.
• Febrero de 1999, San Francisco. Cumpleaños de San Geraldo. Querida Judyshannon, que nos dio a Olivia (el post de ayer), con la Duquesa y la tía Sylvia. A Judy le gustaban todas nuestras casas (y la duquesa y Sylvia; y ella también les gustaba).
• Este es un bronce en una serie llamada Guys with Balls [Tipos con Pelotas]. Creo que el artista fue Thom Atkins, pero ya no puedo encontrar su trabajo en línea. Lo compré en 1999 con el dinero del cumpleaños de San Geraldo de mi madre, y está sobre la ménsula de mi madre que Marisa (de reciente fama en la mesa de pub) me restauró (haz clic aquí).
Él tiene pelotas.
nice goose.
wickedhamster:
SG always wanted one. An antique dealer friend of ours in Georgetown called me at work one day and said, “Hey, you wanna goose?” One of her pickers had found one in Virginia and called her. You should have seen me carrying THAT through the streets of Georgetown.
Three of them, no less.
Mary:
Exactly!
I love those bamboo figures! So much personality!
Debra:
We fell in love with them the minute we saw them.
That polka dot vahz looks very familiar…….it has a formal name I cannot remember right now.
That bronze is wonderful.
My favourite aunt once said to Ron and I as she roamed around our house……….’this place is missing a woman’s touch’…….we didn’t say a thing but she remained my fav aunt none the less. Oh subtlety.
Jim:
It’s signed and numbered, but I’m having a hard time reading the name. Looks like it starts with Ro… I know my mother and a couple of her sisters collected trendy artists in the late 40s and early 50s. I’ll take some pictures and will zoom in. My Aunt Sylvie did at least admire our taste. Although she also told me I was never very cute (as a child or in later years). She adored Dale, however, and Jerry and I were very good to her.
Moose’s face screams, “Do you have an appointment?”
60-year bamboo is my favorite of the bamboos, and I love those carvings.
Almost as much as I like Guys with Ball.
Bob:
What other year bamboo is good? The bronze series had been online as recently as a couple of years ago. I wish I had taken some screen shots at the time.
Your San Francisco house was GORGEOUS! If your San Diego house was nicer than that…..holy cow.
Jennifer:
As my mother said, the San Francisco house was a bit grand. The San Diego house had incredible detail and charm. And the garden and guest cottage made it perfect. Check out the redo of the gardens: https://movingwithmitchell.com/2018/03/06/something-old-old-old-old-algo-viejo-viejo-viejo-viejo/
Damn, Mitchell. I’m impressed!
Jennifer:
We really do miss those gardens. We did that all on our own.
Corbel. Now I know what to call that thing my monkey mom with baby candle sits on. I’m also getting good ideas as to how to decorate my new house (yes, we got it, yippee!). I think it’s been said before, but it bears repeating, Moose gives good face!
Deedles:
I could never remember what it was called until I gave it to Marisa. CONGRATULATIONS on the new house… near the kids!
But Barbara does such a wonderful job on that song. Neat space in SF. Like the Goose.
David:
I think I simply heard the song too many times. In addition, SG’s god-daughter, an entertainer, did a really funny send-up of the song and that’s what I hear now in my head.
So much character carved into those bamboo figures! All the better to hold the memories.
Wilma:
Aren’t those figures something? We were both immediately drawn to them and haven’t once regretted the purchase.
youse guys have the MOST INTERESTING artworks! and, of course, a live moose.
anne marie:
I’ll keep sharing things. We had a huge amount more before down-sizing for the move to Spain. I miss some of it, but like having less STUFF.
So there’s three guys with balls in the house? Moose makes a nice paper weight!
Mistress Maddie:
Yes, sadly for them, Moose and Dudo are ball-less. Moose makes a nice a lot of things, doesn’t he.
I am with Jennifer. Your house in San Francisco was beautiful. I can only imagine the San Diego place! I love the windows.
mcpersonalspace54:
Will share photos of San Diego again. I shared this link with Jennifer of our gardens redo: https://movingwithmitchell.com/2018/03/06/something-old-old-old-old-algo-viejo-viejo-viejo-viejo/
The gardens are beautiful!
mcpersonalspace54:
We did all the work ourselves and we loved it. It was paradise.
The goose looks as if it’s trying to take off. Peneloguin must see it. She has yet to fly. I join you in not being fond of The Way We Were. However, I like guys with balls and balls with guys.
Love,
Janie
Janie:
I also like guys with balls (and without, if that’s the way it is). I carried that goose from our friends antique shop through the streets of Georgetown… and I stopped traffic. It was fun.
I wish I could stop traffic.
Janie:
It’s easy. Just find yourself an old, stuffed Canada goose in flight.
Can it be that it was so simple then? Ask Bergman, Bergman, and Hamlisch. I’m a big Streisand fan, but I also don’t fault other people their taste.
Walt the Fourth:
I think it’s a brilliant song and I AM a Streisand fan. Jerry’s goddaughter, a singer, did a funny take on the song. But, I saw Elayne Boosler perform at The Bottom Line in the ’70s and she did a riff on it where she hummed the opening like Barbra and then continued humming. The entire song. It was hilarious, but I think it made the song a joke for me.
I would like to have seen Boosler do that. I would have laughed hysterically!
Walt the Fourth:
I had gone with a group of friends to see Kenny Rankin. She opened for him and was brilliant and a huge hit. He was NOT on his game (seemed to be doped up) that night and was I thought a big disappointment. She made the night memorable. (And she had a good voice… I mean hum.)
Beautiful living room, even if it’s NOT as nice as your San Diego house. 🙂 I like those clerestory windows. Your bamboo figures are great!
Steve:
Oh, Aunt Sylvie was something else sometimes. She also told me I was never cute… seriously. She looked at a photo on a wall at our San Diego house. me with my brother when I was around 8, and she didn’t know who I was. I looked cute in the picture. She said, “That’s you?!? You were never cute. Chucky was always better looking than you… Still is.” By the way, I was told by anyone else that was around that I WAS a really cute kid. Jeez!