Archive for category: Story of a House

UNC President Margaret Spellings makes her historic house her home

UNC President Margaret Spellings makes her historic house her home

by Liza Roberts photographs by Catherine Nguyen A little over a year ago, newly elected UNC President Margaret Spellings walked for the first time under the monumental portico of the 1907 Neoclassical house on Franklin Street that serves as the President’s home. As then-President Tom Ross and his wife Susan showed Spellings […]

The abstract painting above the mantel is by Raleigh native Herb Jackson, who won the North Carolina Award in 1999. The smaller works on either side of the fireplace are by Kathy Triplett, from Weaverville, N.C. The English secretary, circa 1850, is from Acquisitions, Ltd., in Five Points. In the sunroom beyond, the English drop-leaf desk was purchased on a trip to England.

Art & home

by Liza Roberts photographs by Catherine Nguyen “I’m a bit of an art addict,” says Raleighite Carole Anders, “and enjoy using my home as a ‘gallery.’” Sharing her love of North Carolina painting, sculpture, glass, and ceramics – with friends, charitable organizations, and publications like Walter – is meaningful for someone as […]

Honolulu, N.C.

Honolulu, N.C.

by P. Gaye Tapp photographs by Catherine Nguyen On tranquil wooded acreage north of Raleigh stands a stunning modernist house inspired by a home perched on Mount Tantalus on the Hawaiian island of Oahu, some 4,8000 miles away. That Honolulu home, designed by the island’s legendary architect Vladimir Ossipoff and owned by […]

Green acres

Green acres

by Liza Roberts photographs by Annie Cockrill On a balmy summer evening, guests invited to a dinner for the Jamie Kirk Hahn Foundation followed directions to a “top secret” location in suburban Cary, where an unremarkable street led them to a magical landscape. Among 30 acres of hay fields, gardens, woods, and […]

Hidden escapes: My garden

Hidden escapes: My garden

by Laura Frankstone photographs by Catherine Nguyen If my garden could talk, you would hear mostly French, with traces of North and South Carolina-inflected English. I lived in France for three years as a young child; the shapes and patterns of that country’s elegant formal gardens became imprinted in my heart. This […]