Seems like yesterday. #2yearsago #creamandauqua #24”candles —- Stunning tabletop design by @frenchbuckets @revelryeventdesign @dslinens @jayscatering @classic_party_rentals @christophertoddstudios (at Talega Golf Club)
Welcome to my first blog post! Most of you reading this already know me, for those of you who don’t, well, hello! My name is Sussanna Davidson and I am the owner of French Buckets. Today, I would love to talk to you about inspiration and where I find it. I am hoping this story sheds some light and ignites sparks of inspiration within you.
Kat Harris Weddings firstname.lastname@example.org
I was speaking with a friend from college last week and I mentioned how interesting it is that my love of all things art related has culminated in designing tabletops. Utilizing elements of sculpture through shape and color, I can transform an environment. The finished product feels like a painting of sorts, but in contrast to a painting, the pieces can be taken apart, rearranged, split up or packed up. When I stand back, after placing all the lovely pieces, I feel like I have expressed emotion that needed to be displayed, needed to embody something tangible. The most beautiful aspect of the process is the ability to share the experience and the environment with others.
Designing a tabletop can be hard work. Occasionally, it takes many players, and often, a very detailed individual, but when you are in that moment of inspiration, the feeling is incredible…it feels necessary.
Tabletops are in my dreams, in my head while driving. There are so many places I draw inspiration from: a dress in a magazine ad, the color combination on a greeting card, a tea cup at the flea market, a pair of sparkly shoes, the equestrian center, a gathering of found objects in the garage, moss on a rock in Yosemite and even a simple lunch plate. For gods sake, I see inspiration everywhere! So, my friends, I would like to walk you through my process and help you find inspiration in everyday objects.
Kat Harris Weddings email@example.com
I am not sure exactly where and when my obsession began. My ideas may have come from my mother, who rearranged the furniture every other week—“always feeling refreshed and new,” or my dad, who, as an artist, secretly painted ceramics and always drew Disney characters for us. My artistry may have come from my grandfather, who was an amateur taxidermist and showed me the beauty in nature—beehives, snapping turtles, and water falls. Perhaps it was my grandmother, who I thought was the most fashionable, classiest lady of the century. Or, maybe I am a product of all these wonderful people combined. In any case, I was raised to believe that being a creative artist is a great thing. For me, being creative has always felt free and exciting…celebrated!
Now, let me take you back to my first memory of inspiration—the discovery of inspiration in everyday objects…
Grandma’s Pretty Cups
Today, I have these cups and that is where I begin. I begin building—asking myself, what colors go beautifully with these items? So many colors! What napkin or accent piece looks interesting near this object or that one? My little green princess of delight, an Indian princess maybe, something is being created…before I know it, a tabletop is emerging, one inspiration at a time, and my Grandmothers spirit is with me, enjoying it all and assisting in decisions along the way.
I must admit, there are times when I feel my creativity is being stifled by all that has been done over and over again. My goal is to add a twist. I crave the extraordinary; the curiosity of mixing things that the average consumer would not dare take the risk of doing. I want to stay true to a client’s personal style, show him/her what is possible with the items they are secretly attracted to, but too timid to try to pull off. I want to inspire people to show and celebrate those pieces, to use their memories to inspire and create.
I’m beginning to imagine a button tufted, beautifully upholstered, wing back chair, light airy florals in an elegant, clear scalloped edge glass and florals jumping to different heights down the center. Antique gold chargers of some sort would look amazing next to the petite emerald goblet. Oh my god! I just saw the best plate last week at Anthropologie that would be gorgeous! Need to pick those up…and paper goods—venue cards and a thank you favor for the guests. Oh…and individual emerald petit fours with gold piping, of course. I would love to see some more colors…so; this is the magical world evolving down the center of the table. Maybe an emerald green, sequined table runner? I have been dying to use that fabric. It would also be a great fabric for a little skirt under a casual top, too!
And so the ideas keep flowing and flowing until it is created and photographed.
My hope for you is this; to enjoy my finds and to find some finds of your own and once in a while, dance with your big dress on, your toes in the carpet, or in the sand, or on perfectly polished, hard wood floors.