Babies In The Making

I've been scurrying around squeezing in last minute photo shoots to make submission deadlines.  And, that always requires bringing in the "just right" props/accessories/flowers to make the project sing and swing well when pitching it to various publications.  This week, I loaded up the van {in between meeting with clients for other projects} and inevitably, I got in a hurry and broke a vase.  I was sick about it.  I guess I should be glad it wasn't a mirror.  I tried to find a reason to make light of it and finally arrived on the notion of the phrase..."MAZEL TOV!"

Here's a project that still hasn't been photographed by a professional.  It's my baby.  Boca Baby.  I've put the photo shoot off because it overwhelms me a bit.   The reason it is overwhelming, is because there were many customized details that went into the project and I want to make sure each one gets highlighted with my stamp of approval and stylization.  SOMEDAY. Meanwhile I will work on my client's current needs.


To give you a small taste of where some of the quality details started, I should share with you that the table tops were made of disposed-of/free pallet wood.  Now, bare in mind, to see these tables in person right now, you would never in a million years believe it.  They are beautiful.  I'm in complete awe of the craftsmanship and utilitization of discarded materials.

Here's what my carpenter started with.  I love him for how his brain thinks.

And, we didn't just find things out of catalog or online to make this project unique.  We customized everything.

This job was a TON of work, antiquing, phone calls to vendors, problems, and things that had back to the drawing board.  I was nine months pregnant on installation day.  A baby in the making x's two!

Here are some of my iphone snapshots of just one side of the building.  Hopefully I'll blog about the other half someday soon.

The cafe chairs were so bad before.  It took me two and a half meetings to convince the landlord that the awful 1980's cherry-ish colored finish on the chairs needed to be painted.  You know how some people are about painting "nice wood", even if it's the worst pressed wood piece ever?  Well, I understand that with some wood pieces, but these were really bad.

Here's a before...

The landlord finally listened to me. That was the first triumph of the project.  The second one was getting to paint the ugly high chairs.  Green... "For the sweet pea babies".

Anyway, I hope you all are having a wonderful weekend and I hope you'll visit Boca.  The food and people there are the nicest.  I'll be at the store today.  Come by and see me and baby Jack!

xx
sharon