More Tales From the Art Crypt

Samhain                                           Waxing Moon of the Winter Solstice

Fire extinguisher training.  All guards and registrar personnel get trained in the use of fire extinguishers.  Ken reports this is a lot of fun.  “They put pans of fire all over the room and you have to practice figuring out how to put them out.”  Waving a hand like a fire extinguisher, he went on, “See.  A double layered fire, you have to go up and down, starting at the bottom and moving across it.”  Imagine a spirited faux demonstration.  Then, one day there was a real fire.  “A contractor (notice who the bad guys are here) was smoking in the building.  Not supposed to.”  Wags finger. “Throws his cigarette in a wastebasket with…”  Wait for it.  “Sawdust in it and a fire started.”  His eyes light up, “We all jumped for it and Steve won.  He put it out.”

On a more serious note, Ken monitors scholars who want to use objects in our collection for research.  A recent example is a gentlemen who specializes in the study of Chinese Imperial silks, especially Imperial robes.  He used our collection to observe and make notes about the Chinese tendency to alter robes to fit new Imperial court members, rather than disposing of the old ones and making new.  One of our robe’s has, he pointed out, a Song dynasty fabric sewn in as part of alterations to its sleeves.  When robes would become too deteriorated to use, still usable sections would be cut out for use at a later time.

In enameled cabinets with glass windows in them, Ken opened one and pulled out a drawer.  It had a full silver setting, made by Tiffany, with hammered grips and small Japanese objects: pumpkins, turtles, grass affixed near the grip’s end.  I’m not a big silver service guy, but seeing this made me want to own one.  Just like that one.

The drawer below the Tiffany set, which held the serving utensils, there were spiral cuff-links and a tie tack made Alexander Calder.  Along side them were a pair of old eye glasses, some snips and other assorted oddments that might have rested on a table at Grandma’s garage sale.  Except these were really, really nice.