Bringing it all back home
On my long, quirky list of homes likes/don’t likes, I find I have no time (sorry) for clocks, but a big fancy for calendars. I imagine it says something terribly fascinating about my attitude to time, I just don’t know what.
Well anyway, I just stumbled on my dream calendar, a thing I’d never have dared imagine existed. Yes, a hand drawn Bob Dylan calendar. Pity it’s sold out.
It’s on the website the wild unknown. Now why don’t all websites have a handwritten lyric from Isis and a sketch of a deer’s hoof print to welcome you in? The site is a family affair, featuring found objects and prints. I also revere this feather calendar.
But back to Mr Bobby Dylan. It got me thinking about his own home tastes. For such a private man I felt I’d seen quite a lot of pictures of his freewheelin’ interiors style. So I went a googling…
Copyright Elliott Landy
Copyright Elliott Landy
Oh, I love the inside-outside Woodstock house photos, full of log piles, crochet cushions and piles of paper. But my favourite is from New York, the perfect stripped-back workspace. I must get a peg board and a mallet for my own office.
I have that feather calendar – it’s very nice indeed. I wish they’d laid out the dates slightly differently though, so I could cut it up at the end of the year into a smaller print.