High Point Market October 2011 #HPmkt

Elaine on day one of Market Photo Credit: Ansley Nguyen

Ah, market. The highlight of the year, where new pieces and new collections are highlighted and past collections get reinvented. It is where designers, vendors and artists meet and create new connections and friends, and where they can expand the amount of people their products reach.

This year, Market added Style Spotters to go around and choose up to 25 of their favorite things from around the showrooms– furniture, art, accessories– anything that caught their eye and proved worth mentioning. I am blessed to have been able to be step in for Franki Durbin as a Spotter. It has not only allowed me to let the public know about some of my favorite finds, but has allowed me to meet some truly amazing people along the way. I met bloggers Danielle Hatfield, Jennifer Brouwer, Leslie Carothers, Lisa Ferguson, Stacy Naquin, Susan Rapp, Jennifer Reynolds, and Becky Freeman— all women that inspired me to write the blog I am typing right now.

Market is more than just about the furniture. It is about the stories and experiences of the friends you make and the creators you meet. Those are the memories that stay with you and build lifelong relationships and the true love between a designer and a piece. In the two days that I have known these women, we have formed such wonderful bonds and I know that we will continue to be friends for many markets to come.

But stories don’t only matter when you consider the people you meet. Every piece of furniture must have a story for it to have meaning and give life to a room. Like the Black and White Hand-Creweld Chair from C.R. Laine. It was creweled by a village family in the mountains of Kasmir, carried down via donkey and flown to the U.S. Right after reaching customs, the fabric gets washed and sent directly to C.R. Laine to be placed on the furniture. Or The Giving Tree by Seth Marksberry, at Charles Harold Company. The painting is the second in a series of six that is a beautiful interpretation of the children’s book, and this particular piece is the phase of the boy’s life where he is happiest. It is layered, textured, and complicated and just like the life that the boy leads. Those are the stories that count. Those are the stories that matter. After all, without stories and memories, what joy would there be in the adventures of life?


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