The other day,
I was reading an article
in one of our local newspapers, The Coastland Times,
or as I like to call it, The Coastland Crimes.
A gentleman named Gary Baker,
a Tiffany glass expert,
was scheduled to lecture at the Whalehead Club
in Corolla, NC.
Mr. Baker (His website is here.)
is internationally known
for his expertise in the area of glass.
He holds a Bachelor's degree with a double major
in fine arts and history
from William & Mary
and a Master's degree
from the University of Delaware.
At age 22, he began his museum career
as the curator of a historic house museum
where he had collections of fine and decorative arts
and historic materials in his keeping.
To quote from the Coastland Times:
From 1982 through his retirement in 2007,
he held curatorial positions at the Chrysler Museum of Art,
in Norfolk, Va.,
beginning as assistant curator of glass
and becoming curator of glass in 1990.
Baker installed the Chrysler's glass galleries, planned
and implemented the Norfolk History Museum
(opened September 2005),
and oversaw the Chrysler's restoration of the
interior of the circa 1797
Moses Myers House in Norfolk.
Now in the private sector,
Baker specializes in appraisals
of fine art collections.
The newspaper article mentioned
that following the presentation and lunch,
Mr. Baker would be available to
help identify pieces
of personal glass and silver collections
and for attendants to
bring along some of their
favorite glass and silver treasures
for review and discussion.
I thought this would be
enlightening and fun,
so Mr. Hawthorne and I scurried
to find some items for presentation.
We were treated to a very informative and interesting
slide show and lecture on Louis Comfort Tiffany,
the innovative techniques he employed
in his artistic glass-making,
Tiffany's contribution to the Art Nouveau Movement,
and examples of Tiffany's stained glass
and blown glass creations.
Oh, and that picture up there
is actually of Mr. Baker
after the slide show.
I know it looks like a slide.
After the lecture,
we had lunch at the Whalehead Club
on the back porch.
Nice view looking out over the sound.
Catered by some some forgettable place,
we had half a turkey sandwich, with cheese,
bacon, and apple slices,
(And I noticed some sandwiches
had a lot more cheese and bacon
than mine did.)
a pickle,
and a bag of potato chip air.
On big fancy china.
After we finished lunch,
I took a little stroll
through the rooms in the Whalehead Club.
Across from the fireplace
was surveying apparatus.
Because of the ropes,
I couldn't see what was
inside the cabinets.
Complete with duck press.
This is the library.
And the piano which Ticky's father
played when he sneaked in one night.
Ticky has blogged about this
on Reinventing A Boomer,
but since she DOESN'T DO LABELS AND TAGS
for her posts,
it may be hard to find.
Just go back and find it.
The library.
Piano is to the right.
Windows and sound to the left.
At this point,
one of the volunteers came over
and told me that
no photos were allowed
because of security reasons.
So I put my camera away ...
Mr. Baker started at the end table.
I guess he's saving the best for last,
since Mr. Hawthorne's lamp is on the front table
along with my glass thingie which actually
stumped Mr. Baker.
Here's Side B.
Please check out the videos:
Here's my glass "treasure"
and the video I shot,
and if anyone out there
has any idea what this is,
please let me know
because even the expert
didn't know what it was
but he seemed to like it.
Here's the video
about Mr. Hawthorne's
lamp.
Mr. Hawthorne is still licking his wounds
about the fact that his cathedral lamp
with Art Nouveau base
was considered "middle class"
whereas my unexplainable glass piece
was considered to be
"an object of luxury
definitely intended for the upper class client."
Whoot!
Mr. Hawthorne's father
bought the lamp in the 1950's
for $25.
Here's my little treasure.
It has it's own velvet-lined case
with the initials "A P"
on the outside.
On the inside of the case,
It has Maquet 40 Rue de la Paix.
And this is the only information
I can find on Maquet,
but that only involved
a cursory Google search.
Now, here it is.
Side A.
The next pictures
are closeups
from left to right
so you can see the intricate engraving.
I must say,
it was pouring down raining,
and I'm walking along, shooting pictures,
hiding my camera inside my sweatshirt,
and Mr. Hawthorne is following along
in his truck.
He's such a wussy.
Now, a bit of history about the Whalehead Club:
This elegant 21,000 square foot home on the Currituck Sound
was built for industrialist Edward Collings Knight
and his wife, Marie Louise LeBel,
an accomplished hunter,
both of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania,
between 1922-1925
at a cost of $383,000.
Knight was an executive with the
Pennsylvania Railroad
and American Sugar Refinery.
His wife, Marie,
convinced him to purchase the
Lighthouse Club property
and construct the most opulent
hunt club ever built on the Currituck Sound.
Materials used in construction
were shipped from
Norfolk, Virginia,
by barge.
They named it Corolla Island.
Because most hunt clubs
forbade women members,
Knight built the house,
on the Atlantic flyway,
for his wife
who enjoyed horseback riding,
hunting, and other outdoor activities.
Of all the shooting clubs,
this "mansion by the sea"/"cottage"
is the most unique and exotic.
Built in the art nouveau style
which was popular at that time,
design elements would draw upon nature.
This can be seen in details
such as flowering wainscoting and sconces
(Check out the picture
of the dining room walls.)
and door handles molded in the shape of ducks' heads,
corduroy walls, cork flooring,
and rooms carved with water lilies
and morning glories with hardware
to match the floral motif.
Numbered and signed Tiffany lighting fixtures
hung in the dining room and greet room.
The custom made dining room table and chairs
were carved with a waterlily design
and the hinges and handles on the doors and windows
were molded in the shape of waterlily buds.
"Corolla Island" was the first
home on the Outer Banks to have
a basement, a swimming pool,
and an elevator.
Mr. Hawthorne tells the story
from the Corolla locals:
The locals were prepping the house
for the Knights and their guests
to come down and visit
for the season.
They received many
provisions,
one of which was a huge round of blue cheese.
The local caretakers explained to the Knights
that they threw out the blue cheese
since it was bad.
It had mold all over it.
Throughout the years,
the building changed hands
numerous times.
In 1940, Ray T. Adams, a wealthy meat packer,
purchased the property
for $25,000.
He renamed it Whalehead Club
and used it in the winter as a hunting club
and during the summer as a retreat,
especially for Congressmen
and Washington, DC society.
During World War II,
the property was leased by Mr. Adams to the
United States Coast Guard
which used it as a recreational and training site.
In 1958, it was purchased by
George T. McLean & William Witt.
In 1959-1962,
the club was leased to a private educational foundation
and served as a boy's school,
The Corolla Academy.
It was leased by Atlantic Research Corporation in 1962
to be used as a solid rocket fuel-testing base,
to test Poseidon rockets.
ARC bought the property in 1964.
In 1970,
it was sold to J. Kenyon Wilson, Carl White, and Stuart Hume
for property development.
In 1971,
the property was purchased by Whalehead Partners.
In the late 1980's it was sold to 111 West Company.
By 1992, the property had fallen into
a such a neglected state
that community leaders and preservationists
knew the structure needed to be protected.
In 1992, Currituck County
purchased the property and adjoining 28 acres of land,
and the Whalehead Trust was formed
to ensure that this
architectural treasure would be restored.
The massive restoration project
began in the spring of 1999.
It is now listed on the National Register of Historic Places.
Now here's the
Currituck Lighthouse.
The Currituck Lighthouse
as seen from the Whalehead Club.
I kept waiting for the guy to pretend to fumble and almost drop it.
ReplyDeleteDid he give any values for the items people brought in?
No, xmaskatie, no appraisal values.
ReplyDeleteOne point I thought interesting, was whenever he picked up a new item, he would ask who brought it in, then basically talk to them. When he picked up mine, he didn't ask at all, and proceed to talk to the ladies in the middle, actually going over to them so they could get a closer look. It wasn't until I spoke up about the initials, AP, that he turned his attention towards me.
Bottom line - he didn't have a clue. And no kidding about it being a luxury item. I figured that much out when I couldn't figure out why I would NEED one of these things in the first place.
Rosie: "Gee, Mr. Hawthorne, have you seen my exquisitely engraved glass thingie? I need it now."
Mr. Hawthorne: "Well, no. You'll just have to wait. I'M using it."
I googled, but came up empty handed. I love mysteries. The engraver the man mentioned is Baccarat, so that could be a starting point for you.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry it was raining when you went. The day Daddy & I went, it was beautiful, and we were told right off the bat that I couldn't take pictures for my LABEL-LESS & TAG-LESS blog.
ReplyDeleteDarn, I was hoping by now one of your readers had posted and told us all about your mysterious glass thingie.
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