At long last it’s moving day. Today Supi and Tony transported several weighty, awkward, and unportable pieces of furniture from our home up to the icehouse under the ever attentive supervision of Pam. Some/all of these functional artifacts will ultimately migrate off-site for temporary storage, but first I’m essaying cabinets as one might try on loafers or test drive an automobile.
You see, unlike Susan whose academically trained brain lends her confidence in AutoCAD, I’m more attuned to three dimensional evaluation, real volume and natural light and physically moving through a space. Don’t get me wrong. I’m always impressed with what we can ascertain iterating and reiterating with computer assisted drawing. But ultimately I rely on being in a space, exploring Susan Bacot-Davis experimenting. Lights on. Lights off. Morning. Evening. Moving slowly a mug of steaming tea. Dashing quickly as if running late…
And today that’s meant essaying cabinets in the icehouse after many months of wondering and anticipation.
In the two photographs above Supi and Tony are lending their brains and their brawn, always both, to the arduous process of extracting two exceptionally heavy antiques — a cherry and glass cupboard and a lawyered Chinese armoire — from our home and transporting them cautiously to the icehouse.
In this final photo you can see both, cherry cabinet in the foreground (near left) and black armoire in the dark background (center). And, after essaying cabinets for most of the day while carpentering the stairway railing, I’m also 100% certain that one will stay and one will go. But it’s premature yet. More experimentation this weekend. And then, by Monday morning, I’ll have made a decision.
Any idea what way I’m leaning? What conclusion might you come to after essaying these two dissimilar but dominant (for such a diminutive environment) cabinets?