|Mr. Carey Maloney's Stuff|
photograph by Boy Fenwick
The book signing party was held at Stair Galleries in Hudson, New York. It was well attended by friends of Mr. Maloney and his partner in business and life, Hermes Mallea, and all the other usual suspects that one comes across at such events—socially engaged people from the worlds of the arts, design, and decoration, many of whom own weekend houses in the area. Such description would include Reggie and Boy—well, at least Boy, who is decorator. Not so much poor Reggie, who is one of those (supposedly awful) people who (still) works in the (apparently despicable) investment banking industry (at least what's left of it) that remains in the city.
|The book signing party was held in the |
principal exhibition space at Stair Galleries
But I digress . . .
Reggie rather enjoys attending book signing parties. He appreciates the festivity of celebrating an author's output and all the hard work that has gone into creating a book, and he has fun speaking with friends and acquaintances at such events, and meeting new people, too. Having one's copy of the book inscribed by the author at said event is an added bonus. Book parties are both literary and fun!
|Mr. Carey Maloney, hard at work signing copies of his book Stuff|
That such parties often feature liberal pourings of wine and an abundancy of finger food is always appreciated, and usually means that those who attend (well, at least Reggie) tend to overstay to the very end, convivially yakking with friends and buying more copies of the book than they had intended to.
Well, I suppose that is the idea of such parties, now that I think of it . . .
|The Jan Cowles Collection of (mostly) naughty boy photographs|
was an added bonus to the festivities for many
Stair's galleries were filled with works scheduled for sale in upcoming auctions. The main part of the exhibition spaces, where the party was held, was given over to contemporary art and furniture. An adjoining space was devoted to vintage and contemporary photographs from the collection of Jan Cowles, mostly of handsome young men in varying states of undress and sporting come-hither poses. Needless to say, the photographs were very popular among the party's attendees—and that applied not only to the men who would be expected to fancy such things, but to the women who do as well.
|Ms. Cynthia Lambert and Ms. Jenny Baldwin|
admiring the, um, prowess of a young matador
in Tina Barney's "The Dresser"
Estimated at $1,500-$2,500 it sold for $5,500
Now, on to Mr. Maloney's book. It's marvelous! "Stuff" is a visual delight, highly entertaining, and jam-packed with interesting information. It stands in stark contrast to many of the amateurish decorating books being published these days, which, in Reggie's view, are little more than pretty pictures, breathless (and often ungrammatical) copy, and nincompoopish, informationless captions.
|The well attended book signing party at full throttle|
Since attending the party Reggie has spent numerous hours poring over Mr. Maloney's "Stuff," and enjoying its witty, well-written, information-filled prose, luxuriating in its gorgeous photographs, and happily studying its illuminating illustrations. Not only that, but he laughed out loud several times at Mr. Maloney's somewhat zany, clever sense of humor. "Stuff" is a book, Reggie believes, that others who are considering publishing a decorating book would be well-served to study and take lessons from.
|Mr. Hermes Mallea and Ms. Erika Clark|
Reggie wrote a piece about attending
Mr. Mallea's own book signing party in November 2011
For "Stuff" is more than a collection of handsome pictures and thoughtful, well-informed prose, Dear Reader. Its full title is "Stuff: The M (Group) Interactive Guide to Collecting, Decorating With, and Learning About Wonderful and Unusual Things." And by "interactive" it means that one is able to download a free related app and (according to the author) "open up a wide world of information about each of the 40 Topic/Title folder pages" in the book, including links to "the greatest museum collections, the finest dealers, and the most illuminating research tools available online—Stuff to broaden your horizons." But you'll need to buy the book in order to gain access to that app, Dear Reader, for Reggie isn't in the business of giving such things away for free here.
|Our copy of Mr. Maloney's Stuff, as inscribed by the author|
Reggie highly recommends that you acquire a copy of "Stuff" for your own library, as he has for his own. He is confident that you will thank him when you do!
More information about "Stuff" can be found on the M (Group) website and also that of its publisher, Pointed Leaf Press.
Please note: Reggie has received nothing in return for publishing this essay (well, except for a couple glasses of plonk and some cheese and crackers), nor does he expect to. He has written this piece for the sole purpose of entertaining his readers, which is why he writes this blog in the first place.
Except where noted, all photographs by Reggie Darling
I appreciate your comment about "nincompoopish, uninformative captions."ReplyDelete
Hello, thank you for your comment, and visiting me here. I am so glad that you did as I had enjoyed your delightful blog a number of years ago, and then lost it. I have now added it to my blogroll, so that my readers may enjoy it, too. RDReplyDelete
Let's see. The Dresser was estimated $1500-$2500 and sold for $5500? That's over $3000 worth of "prowess". Sorry I missed it.ReplyDelete
The hammer prices realized on the photographs from the Cowles collection were, in general, much higher than estimates. I suggest a quick tour of the Stair catalog with realized prices (I've provided a link in my post), so you can see for yourself (plus check out the subjects...). Reggie
Reggie, you couldn't be awful if you tried, and besides, it is the businessmen and women of this earth that pay the freight for the creative types to exist.ReplyDelete
Thank you Elizabeth!Delete
What's with the switching between first and third person in your posts...Do you suffer from DID?ReplyDelete
Hello Anon: Reggie sometime refers to himself as one, and othertimes as I, but more often than not, he is simply Reggie. RDDelete
Oh, that looks like a lovely book - I have added it to my list of things to procure for my mother, as I believe she may enjoy it (she has spent the past 20-odd years restoring a mid-1800s 4-story farmhouse in the country, to rather lovely effect, and would likely appreciate the images in this book - she has also been known to kvetch about the decor books being published!)ReplyDelete
A quick unrelated question: following one of the links at the bottom of this post (as one does on a lazy Sunday afternoon), I landed on an old post of yours, with pictures of rather lovely wine glasses which are, sadly, unidentified (http://reggiedarling.blogspot.ca/2010/07/paris-porcelain-bonanza.html, the last image). Which glasses are these, do you recall?
Dear Ros -- I hope your mother enjoys the book as much as I do. Thank you. As to those glasses, I found the hobnail water goblets at an antiques store in Hudson, NY, many years ago. I suspect they are American sandwich glass reproductions made in the mid-20th century. For the life of me, I can't remember where we bought the wine glasses. I suspect maybe at an antiques group shoppe in Great Barrington that has long since closed. Like the water goblets, I believe they were made sometime in the mid-20th century, and are most likely American. RDDelete
Hah! Sooner or later, I knew that photograph would come back to haunt me. But it was all in good fun, and it was QUITE an amusing party, I must say. The book, the photographs, and most of all the great company made it a memorable event. Thank you for my 15 minutes of fame, Reggie!ReplyDelete
Dear Cynthia: It was fun to see you at the party, and I think the photograph of you and Jenny is most amusing. Thank you for being a good sport! Best, ReggieDelete
Oh you have all the fun Reggie, interesting books and people , photos of men . .and cheese and crackers.ReplyDelete
As is usual you have revived another word.. nincompoop..havent heard that one for an aeon
Reggie, the only writer in the blogosphere who could turn a peanut butter sandwich into caviar.ReplyDelete