My dad used to work in a gemstone shop when he was younger (aka the 70s). In my head it was exactly the kind of dirty hippie enclave you see in the movies – probably selling a little bit more than gemstones, if you know what I mean.
But anyway – working at such a place gave my dad a unique interest and knowledge of stones and jewelry, and I have lots of memories growing up of him seeing a random tchotchke/piece of jewelry as we passed a storefront, then dragging my brother and I inside to examine further and also to chat up whatever poor saleslady happened to be working at the time. He’d explain the type of stone, how it got formed, etc. We whined about it at the time, of course, but that little tradition gave me a collection of memories I’m sure I’ll hold onto forever.
So maybe this is where my newfound addiction to agate comes from? Whatever the cause, I keep picking up agate-related stuff. Here’s to you, Dad!
It all started with the slices of Brazillian agate I framed and hung on our new gallery wall:
Then I ordered this cool old print from some kind of turn-of-the-century geology book from my homegirl Charlotte, and hung it with some other artwork in the guest bedroom:
The middle frame is filled with some fabric, per usual, and the top piece is actually a painting from Haiti. One of our thoughtful friends gave it to Chris, because he worked VERY hard when we were in college to raise money and support for earthquake victims (if you’re interested, the particular cause he raised money for and our friend is involved with is the Albert Schweitzer Hospital, and they’re always in need of support!). I unexpectedly love the fact that the canvas this one is painted on is not actually square – of you look carefully you can see how one edge is slightly longer than the others so it’s a bit skewed. That is charm, people!
Also now living in the guest room is a new metal and glass end table. I got it from target on clearance and with a coupon for like $25. The underside of the glass is painted to look like agate and brings a little color into this side of the room. I put a pot full of succulents (planted with the leftovers from our engagement party) on it for now, since it’s a great sun-filled little spot:
Overall I think the agate theme is subtle and cute, and since it reminds me of the best dad in the world it’s that much better.
How about you guys? Any sweet childhood memories manifesting themselves as subliminal purchasing habits in adulthood for you??