He was just like a wooly stuffed animal and it was so hard to get back in the
Another year, another baby…
On Saturday Ken and I had the extreme pleasure of attending Hudson’s Winter Walk.
We started the night in the same way we start everything we do in Hudson, with
something delicious from chef extraordinaire Chris Hebert, whose cafe is right in the
back of the Hudson Supermarket where we have our antique show space. Next, with
the idea of walking off some of our desert, seeing the sights and, for me, the chance
to get some photos, we headed out into the street just in time for the most charming
Music was everywhere.
We wondered how those musicians performing outside could make their fingers
work on this 30 degree night.
You know what else was everywhere? Dogs!
Hudson is a dog-loving town and there were almost as many bowls of water on
the sidewalks outside of shops as there were tasty people treats inside.
Move over Amsterdam! We’ve got the windows!
The hula-hooper, belly dancers, balloon-twisting clown and ballerina worked it
without a break and drew admiring crowds all night.
But, what happened here? The bad monkey wrecks the joint and then just sits there
contemplating a piece of broken crystal while in the background, a bird, obviously
an accomplice, flies around doing who knows what on the carpet. I just love this
totally unexpected Christmas crisis window.
Our first stop was at 3Fourty Seven. As soon as you see The Chandelier, you know that
these people are not afraid to say who they are. Housed in a big old garage, this place has
Bold! written all over it.
They just opened, but with their ecclectic mix of modern, factory, textiles and oddball
artwork that just works, I know they will be enjoying a long, successful run.
They are a super-friendly group of architects, set designers and style-makers. Check
them out at 347 Warren Street. 518-291-4780.
Next, we headed into Hudson Home. Again, we were met by friendly smiles and given a
tour of the beautiful shop with its stylish, comfortable-looking furnishings, plush bedding
and unusual accouterments.
And, again, dogs! I wasn’t kidding when I said Hudson is a dog town. A dramatic orange
room sports a few dozen photos of white-framed white dogs and the theme of orange
and dogs is carried out on the table of Christmas decorations and in the two
Chi Chi Chi Chia-looking poodles in the front window.
Be sure to ask about the unusual modern fireplace and the checkerboard rug.
It is no surprise that Hudson Home just had a nice blurb in Vogue. 356 Warren Street.
And then there’s Kosa! The home of organic, recycled, green, indie clothing and jewelry.
Even when time is not on our side, my friends and I stop here. I go straight to the
legwarmers, fingerless gloves, spats and skirts all made from vintage sweaters by
My friends, all artists, like the indie clothing and would love the coat being modelled
by the accommodating customer below. I hope she bought it because it looked pretty
great on her. 502 Warren Street. 528-828-6620. www.kosa-co.net.
Hudson and Mark Wasserback. Mark Wasserback and Hudson. These names are
synonymous. Mark’s Antiques has been around for as long as I can remember and,
luckily, some things just never change. The inventory is crazy, edgy and heaped to
the rafters in any old higgledy-piggledy way. But don’t be fooled. This stuff is
fast-moving and it’s not the kind of place where you should say “I’ll think about it”
and then wander off to lunch.
The photo on the right (above) is of a section of a fabulous 8′ x 5′ table top that Mark
had made from metal printer’s plates.
So many disparate things to see, like the wooden Madonna, above, and the
aluminum light fixture, below.
Below, a divine blue-gray tack cupboard that I really love. Apparently,
and for reasons not understood by either Mark or me, alfalfa was placed in
the top part of the cupboard. Something to do with cleaning the tack. I did
go home…happy!…with the factory board in the photo on the right, below.
Mark’s factory presentation of party snacks induced me to step away from my
no-sugar routine long enough to enjoy one or two cookies. 612 Warren Street.
But, there’s more! At the back of Mark’s store, steps, like a stairway to heaven,
lead to another of Hudson’s long-standing gems: Larry’s Back Room.
Chock full of treasures, some traditional
period pieces, some not traditional at all, you’d need some time to poke around
I spotted a pair of tall silver factory molds that, to me, are just begging to
be wine tasting tables. Larry’s walls are lined with collections, backed with
burlap, interestingly mounted and accurately labelled.
612 Warren Street. 528-248-2643. Lforman1@nycap.rr.com.
At this point, Ken, who had been really patient while I took almost 300 photos and
talked a blue streak, looked like he was getting weary.
So we headed back to the Hudson Supermarket…..
to check up on our space….
straighten the grain sacks…
and the mountain of lavender bags…
and the big pile of pagent wings I brought in to sell…
and to watch the fireworks that call an end to a very happy night.
Children at your feet…
Oh, wait! You haven’t got feet. Or hands. Or much of a head.
But, damaged though you may be, I loved you enough to bring you
home in my truck. And, not just because you’re Italian, either.
Although I admit it…that is part of your charm.
I can see from the light radiating from what’s left of your head and from
your heart and that place where your hands used to be that you love me
So, moving on, musically, from the Beatles to the Turtles…
The only one for me is you, and you for me
So happy together !