So I know that I usually do the traveling/drawing/architectural learning format for this blog. But for this week I thought that I would interject something a little bit different–the sweet taste of lead.
If I could buy the Gadsden house a glass of bourbon I would. We have become fast friends by now, considering that I’ve spent a lot of time over the past week in intimate proximity with it’s refined side.
Built just after 1800, with a chain of title indicating that some of Charleston’s finest called 329 East Bay St. home, the Morris-Gadsden House is a fine–if imposing–example of federal architecture in Charleston. However, according to the HABS report, by 1941 it was already cut up as a tenement house. Neglected for decades, and then finally brutalized by Hugo, recently, the house has been getting some much needed TLC. And I have had the distinct pleasure of adding my small part.
I suppose I’ll be working on the house for a while, but currently I’m on cornice duty. The front parlor on the first floor has an elegant wood/compo cornice that had suffered a lot of damage from Hugo–and I suspect–the advent of plumbing. So I’m replicating the compo that has fallen off, and in the mean time, making a mold of the cornice for posterity’s sake. As with all of the restoration jobs I do, I have become quite emotionally attached to it. Unfortunately I’m not finished, so you will have to tune in next week for (hopefully) the finished product.