|Bringing Back Holleywood||
The earliest date we've found yet, pencilled at the top of a door to the "cistern room" on the third floor. Matt created a pointer so we'd be sure to see it.
Our walls seem to be like Russian dolls; take off one layer and there's more underneath. When we bought the house, the entry hall was wallpapered. Removing the paper revealed gorgeous, complex green paint which Ellen found a painter to match. We meant to reapply the same color, when the walls were replastered. But when the paint was removed for the plaster, we were stunned to discover a fresco design, as well as the ghost of an original doorway. We assume the faux-marble fresco was done in 1853 to match the marble fireplace in the parlor, and painted over in 1860 when the house was renovated by Governor Holley's new wife Sarah Coit Day who moved into the house after they married in 1856. The fresco is only on the west wall, however. And, as the painter points out, the painter who did it wasn't very good, it is not the artful job that exists (forever hidden, alas) on a closet ceiling. We are meeting tomorrow to decide how to proceed, stay tuned!
Mike Zordan and his brother are plasterers who learned the trade from their father and grandfather. They've plastered many fine homes in the area, and as far away as Boston. They're giving Holleywood a facelift from top to bottom.
This old tub sink will go in the new laundry room in the second floor service wing. To keep the vintage feeling, its faucet was fashioned out of copper piping.
The Juliet balcony off the tower bedroom is finished. No, those aren't ropes of hair hanging down from windows. They're hoses. While the house is being plastered, exhaust systems are rigged to dry out the rooms between coats.
One of the many beauties of the property is that it sits on Lake
Landclearing continues, revealing not only the beauty of the house but the magnificence of the property. Dead trees are cut down, healthy trees are pruned, rogue pine tree sprouts are moved to make borders and brush is cleared. It took 7 hours to prune the glorious tulip tree behind the kitchen. The trimmer climbed up at 9 AM and didn't come down until 4, asking for his lunch to be handed up to him. Here are two pictures taken from the back yard, exactly a year apart.
Hidden for decades under layers of white paint was this gorgeous tiger's eye marble fireplace in the parlor.
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.