Roughshod
Part Five
"Line of Forts"
The
solution (continuing from the end of Part Four); the current resolve, is to
delineate the “that” of the ‘old New England antiques’ in the ‘old New England
home... as a ‘back there’ (in the homes) with the foreground and beyond being
the everything else including ‘they don’t know’ and... “bad taste”. It is so much easier that way. It is too... not accommodating and is
not intended to be. No: Not done... the ‘correction’ ‘of old
New England’ “bad taste”. Showing
it off (“bad taste”) in an old New England home is...
“Fine
enough” says Calvin Acres. He
stands, with the old New England antiques in their old New England homes,
behind his titled “Line of Forts”.
A ‘line of forts’ are found among the old New England antiques and their
old New England homes? What could
that be?
Well...
the... Colonial New England era developed a line of (small outpost) “forts”,
made of logs... along the Northern edge of the southern New England English
settlements... with these ‘forts’ (square log walls, log cabins, dirt floor and
primitive constructions...) intended to be a first warning of the approach of
any “others” than the English ‘pioneer’ family farm ‘settler stock’. And repel that approach. Of the any and all who would... in any
way... “approach”. This titled
‘line of forts’ stretched from Albany, New York to Portland, Maine,
inclusively. And did actually
“work”.
So
when Calvin turns this fort line concept on the ‘they don’t know’ and ‘bad
taste’, we find he means that... coming from the vantage of old New England
antiques and their remnant stock of undisturbed old New England homes... (Yes I just said that the authentic
undisturbed antiques have out survived the authentic homes in ‘undisturbed’ New
England). ...Calvin thereby...
views his ‘home’ and ‘antiques’ as a “they know” and... have “good taste”.
Calvin
does not pay a bounty for the scalp locks of the ‘they don’t know’ and ‘bad
taste’ set (populace) as the English Crown did to the ‘settlers’ for, well...
“them” (the others who approached and lost... their scalp locks). No. He just surveys and denotes ‘them’ and ‘bad taste’ and...
diverts any approach. “Frozen
out: I am very good at freezing
them out” an elderly matron once declared to me... at the front door of her
family’s homestead as we stood together at her open-to-the-sun front
doorway. Together, we were
“surveying the street” (her words).
That is it for what I am speaking of here; the forts and their ‘freezing out’. As I said of the line of forts, “this
does actually work”.
And
may seem “horrible” at first. That
is okay. The ‘others’ get used to
it; being ‘frozen out’ and ‘of bad taste’. It actually ‘goes by them’. “TOO BUSY SANDING THEIR FLOORS” explains Calvin. “AND READING THE BIBLE”. He says too. I am not going to explain that; the fear of God in old New
England and how that Bible is read.
Just take what Calvin said to your bank... and bank it. Then ponder: Would one of these frail old matrons standing in the sunny
doorway... actually scalp “ME”?
And then go to church? This
is ‘very’ old New England. “I went
to church and talked with God this morning. See the dew on my BOOT TIPS.” Just remember that... that... is going on all the time in
this... too.
So
Calvin looks at the line of forts and the declaration of taste to be a matter
“with God” too. And never says
that: Bad taste is a (the)
Devil... in old New England. Now-
then-so... when the northwest wind howls and the leafless tree branches rake
the white side wall of the old New England home’s exterior... THAT... is the
reckoning of the way it is, including the (house is) “not insulated”? Yes this is THAT. And how is one going to attack a fort
such as that? And prevail and
‘carry off’ (plunder) its treasure?
It is... almost... “impossible”.
If one has bad taste. In
old New England... the murmur of God is... good taste. As are old graveyards... and Colonial
settlers’ cemeteries.
An
example of a fort... upon the line of forts of the old New England antiques in
the old New England home? Of course,
dear.
American
Federal
Period
Style.
Say...
Boston, Salem, New York... Portsmouth, Portland. New Hampshire.
Say “domestic furnishings”.
Glass,
ceramics, furniture, silver, iron, brass.
Tin,
leather, wood, paint.
English
Neoclassical decorative straight lines with
Appropriate
sitting postures. Tea
services. Coin silver teaspoons
and
Brown
sugar.
The
silver service was “MADE” from “SILVER COINS”
“MELTED
DOWN”.
One
sips, speaks and keeps the ‘sewing’ in a ‘sewing basket’.
On
a ‘sewing stand’.
The
‘silver’ and ‘old paste’ (English earthenware ceramics) touch the lips.
All
is as it should be... in the old New England.
The
(ceramic ‘stoneware’) jugs... made in Charlestown, MA in 1806... and holding
the household’s molasses or vinegar at the cellar stair head off of the
kitchen... they are... exactly equal... of ‘period design’ to the Neoclassical
gilt gold and white looking glass and its frame... in the (a better room of
your choosing; not a cellar’s stair).
“ENGLAND” it was “CAME FROM”. That was: The
“Looking Glass”. By war and by
sea... the looking glass came “to New England” (1800-1820 the “Free Trade and
Sailors Rights” war.. the American Federal war) (the war that furnished the old
New England homes) (war). And
stayed there... in the old New England homes... until I “carried it off”. Do you think? How about “feel”?
I
could be the first one to “take that off the wall” after it was ‘hung there’
for ‘over two hundred years’. Yes
even that becomes a “I HAVE A LITTLE BIT OF A PROBLEM WITH THAT”... carry
off. Especially if one is the
‘always doing that’. OH... now,
now, now... I left the ‘later stuff’ for the ‘clean out crew’ and... they’d
never know a good old looking glass... anyway.
So
the line of forts protects a Neoclassical jug of vinegar... oh you didn’t know
that the ovoid form of these old jugs was... based on Grecian ovoid jug
forms? Getting that under your
belt perhaps will suggest a much more cautious exploration and observation in
an old New England home as to where and what all the ‘old things’ “ARE” that
are “IN THERE”. And... where they
are in there... too. Vinegar jugs
are well liked classic New England Federal design. As are “hung” (hanging on a wall) ‘imported’ English
Neoclassical looking glasses. Your
not going to ride roughshod over this.
You cannot get past the line of forts that guard against the ‘they know
nothing’ and ‘have bad taste’.
What do you believe; the looking glass ‘moved to Kentucky’? Sometimes, rarely, they actually
did. But most of the time they are
still “hanging there”... in New England.
For example: IN old New
England and its home... which... is the better cultural value AND... the
heritage of truth; a ‘lawn sprinkler system’ or an “that old mirror”? Which one ‘holds the line’ of ... fine
and... refined... design? Then buy
one of those:
The
proper antique looking glass for an old New England home. The lawn will ‘get by’.
That
is how simple this is. Harsh. Simple. You don’t know then you don’t know. AND “everyone” may see that AND ‘know
this’. Harsh. Simple. Roughshod?
No.
Affordable? Yes.
Available? Yes.
; Nominal...
exercise of self education (“going to a museum”)? Yes.
“Breaking
your wallet”? No.
This
last, especially over time (a ‘your lifetime’ of ‘learning’, ‘discovering’,
‘finding’, ‘acquiring’ [one “THING” at a time], ‘placing’, ‘keeping’ and
‘living with’ [“collecting”) is all there. All one needs to do is “show up” and “start” and... it will
go from there; a never ending journey discovering the things that are art (old
art) in the old New England home.
But choose to “not know” and, too, show “bad taste”. Calvin Acres prides himself on
‘spotting’ you ‘early’ and
“Not
wasting the time”. This
discernment “makes” him “giddy”.
When
Calvin comes out of his cellar hole (Photographs, Part Four) that is under his
“cape” (built 1752) (twenty-six feet by thirty feet ‘square’) (“unfinished
chamber” [the ‘second floor’]) He
follows the footsteps of eleven generations “there”. He bumps his head “there”... just like his great, great,
great grandfather did “there”.
Looking at the cellar hole entry... he smirks off the utterance of “WHAT
BAD TASTE I HAVE” fooling with this stone stepped creep hole of his as if it is
an art treasure. Serene... cool...
moist it has poised “there” for friends and family, snakes and toads... for two
hundred and fifty years of old New England settlement using old New England
‘rock’ (Granite). “NOT SO FAST”
says Calvin to the man saying “FIX THAT” with “CEMENT”. That one; an ‘approach’, has been
spotted from the line of forts.
And is frozen out.