Another approach to holiday shopping! Yesterday we spent the afternoon at the
Open Studios at Salmon Falls Mill, one of New England's many
1800s mill complexes that has been rehabbed into artists' studios. It's lovely to see some of the "
dark Satanic mills" of the Industrial Revolution, places of
harsh labor under what would now be thought
inhumane conditions, are now are excellent places to nourish your creative side, fill your eyes with beautiful and interesting things, and meet artists as well as pick up original gifties.
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I went to the
Button Factory Open Studios here in Portsmouth last year, and loved it. This year I heard great word-of-mouth on the Salmon Falls place, so we went there.
It's a classic mill --
massive, four stories + basement, brickwork and ironwork and creaky wood floors and 20' ceilings. You walk down long halls and step through the doors, each one containing a different artist's world and expressing his or her vision. Some are like classic ateliers, redolent of wet oil paint and featuring velvety couches draped with throws and drying-out palettes everywhere, like stepping into a Renoir. Some are sandalwood-scented. Some are full of round, rich pottery forms. Some are hyper, bright, and Kieth-Haringy. Some are staid and dignified, gilt-framed museum halls. Every new studio was a surprise and most were delights. Looking out the large windows rewarded you with views of a rushing, tumbling river four floors below, the former power source for the mill, sluicing through turbine gates that no longer turn.
They put out refreshments -- cheese, wine, candy, fruit, cookies. There were occasional music and dance performances and craft tables for kids (and big kids like us). We saw some amazing woodworkers and furniture builders, and a huge router machine that die-cuts wood with a computer program. They gave us free die-cut stars made from Masonite. We also drank some free Chai and Apple Ginger tea, learned about copper etching, and ran into some friends. LT is a fine companion for exploring arty places with, comparing notes on what we liked (and didn't!), and spending imaginary tens-of-thousands of dollars on stunning original paintings and handmade furniture. Though we were not spending the big bucks, there was artwork available -- original paintings, jewelry, pottery! -- for as little as $10, and lots of postcards and notecards for much less. What a great way to spend a day. I like the idea of supporting artists by giving their work as presents.