|Bringing Back Holleywood||
Once Covid hit, our brains caught up to reality. We weren't living in Manhattan anymore. We were living in Lakeville. Our NYC apartment had become a very expensive storage unit for stuff we didn’t need anymore. I spoke to Joanne Kaufman of the New York Times about selling our co-op in the Time of Covid and making the brain shift to living full time to Connecticut, while hanging onto a tendril of the cord that ties us to the city-- a tiny 370 square foot apartment on the Upper West Side. Story here.
old papers in the library
Remember when Bill happened upon remnants of original ceiling and wall treatments in a closet? Similar discovery this week. While taking out bottom drawers of 1860 bookcase in the living room, Jason uncovered hand blocked wallpaper that must have been applied in 1853, before cases were built.
reviving the library
One of the most impressive features of the house is the 10 ft tall bookcase built into the living room in 1860. The case is intact, but in need of a good cleaning and oiling which Jason and Charlie achieved after many hours and many rags.
many things we don't touch
Like this floor-to-ceiling fruitwood bookcase in the living room, built-in when the house was expanded in 1860. An old English "H" is carved on the curlicued cornice. The date and Holley's initials are sandblasted onto glass in the sliding doors. AHH, indeed.
who we are
We are a couple of Upper West Siders from NYC who never set out to buy an old mansion in Connecticut. But the moment we walked through its massive front door, we were smitten. The info on this site is earnestly cobbled from a variety of sources, including the web. Please let us know if we've gotten something wrong, or if there's a story about Holleywood you'd like to share.