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Sunroom at Dawnridge via The Adventures of Tartanscot

When I read Scot Meacham Wood's blog post on the luncheon he attended at Dawnridge, once home to decorating legend Tony Duquette, I was malachite green with envy. The swish affair, hosted by Sferra linens and Hutton Wilkinson, Duquette's protegé  and business partner, included a guest list that was a who's who of who was in LA for the Design Blogger Conference. I've been rather mad for malachite for a couple of years now, and Dawnridge is mecca for malachite lovers. Duquette was a devotee of the material -- a carbonate mineral in the most exquisite shade of green. If you know me at all, you know I have a soft spot for all things green. Above is a shot of the sunroom at Dawnridge -- the carpet, round tablecloth, and design details along the ceiling all exhibiting the unmistakable green-black swirls of malachite. Just delicious.

Malachite is mined in the Democratic Republic of Congo -- hmm, that can't be good.

Here's our own burgeoning collection. These pieces once belonged to my favourite Toronto designer -- they are true treasures -- adore the egg!

This groovy little faux malachite painted box is also part of the collection chez nous. The top is the best part:

Spied this little pretty from Lamshop at the New York Gift Show in Feb. I could find a spot for this.

 

And bless Chicago designer Summer Thornton for her use of the wonderful Cole & Son malachite wallpaper. It's so sexy and just perfection with the overscaled wing chair and checkerboard floor -- oh the drama!

But the pièce de résistance is here. A nice tall, shapely papièr maché  faux malachite urn with lid. I found this stunner at a massive antiques warehouse in Arundel, Maine. Total score. As if I didn't love Maine enough already -- this find endeared her to me even more. My only regret? Well, not to be greedy, but this really is the kind of item one wishes one had a pair of....sigh.

 

mark, hugo, cicero and paul (and john)

As you can see, this is Mark. Or rather, this is Mark's jacket and shirt. As soon as I rounded the corner to see him standing in a booth at the New York International Gift Fair my eyes were locked on this combination of fabrics. This, despite the fact that he was standing in the John Derian booth, as was Mr. Derian himself. I quite love Mr. Derian's products and his style. I was very pleased to meet him. We had a brief chat and he was just as I imagined him to be: soft-spoken, low-key. John Derian is the retail source for Hugo Guinness, so of course I mentioned that I have a very treasured piece of Hugo Guinness artwork - the French Bulldog. And then John said, "Well, you have to meet Mark - his dog Cicero is the one in the picture." Imagine my utter delight. Mark and I compared notes about our beloved Frenchies, iPhones out for photo sharing. And then I asked Mark about his jacket. I adore it. Vintage in look, but entirely modern in cut and fit. The tartan, muted. The details, flawless. The pairing with this shirt, inspired. The jacket is Paul Smith, according to Mark, who volunteered the info along with a description of Paul Smith as a British designer -- it was as if Mark wasn't sure if news of Paul Smith's artistry had made it across the border into Canada. Amusing. I assured him I was familiar.

Just look again at those fabrics together. So delish.