19 Pottery Barn Kitchen Island
photograph: Ali Harper
After the undergo experience from Fernandina Beach, Florida, and landfall on Cumberland Island, Georgia, and bottomward the clay alley done the august Greyfield Inn and beneath the alive o.K. and alongside the beastly pony chomping on grass, the homestead rises from sand.
The home the adornment artist Gogo Ferguson congenital three a long time in the past along with her husband, David Sayre, rambles, copse and adhesive underneath a pink tin roof. The brace has abounding it to overflowing with recollections and the basic of the South’s past—literal beastly bones, extra washed-ashore curiosities and aged particles from the Carnegie ancestors from which Ferguson descends. At the affection of it all is a adulation tale. “We in no way had an engagement,” Ferguson says. “We congenital the residence.”
photograph: Ali Harper
Besides the acreage together endemic through Carnegie offspring—inside the backward 1800s and aboriginal 1900s, Cumberland Island become the steel-titan family’s clandestine playground—the Civic Park Service manages ample of Cumberland, which it lists as a civic seaside. The alone homestead to e book a bed is the Greyfield Inn, to which Ferguson exchange within the backward Eighties afterwards artwork academy in Massachusetts, a flow to Atlanta, and a aching divorce. “I had my child, Hannah, in one arm,” she recalls, “and my clothes in some other, and I got here aback to Cumberland and said, ‘This is breadth I appetite to live. I’ve aloof were given to amount out a manner to accomplish a living.’” She did combination from abrasion dishes to giving excursions at Greyfield, and afresh commenced stringing the basic she obvious on walks into necklaces and bracelets. She drew on her recollections of accession accustomed treasures actuality as a infant, aback her outdoors-loving and conservation-minded grandmother Lucy Ferguson recommended her adventuresome nature.
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One day, a bedfellow on the inn landed in a clandestine aircraft. Ferguson changed into reducing overalls and pigtails aback Sayre, a tall, angular pilot with blubbery hair, strolled into the kitchen. The abutting day, aback a aggregation went oystering, Sayre sat abaft Ferguson as she tore bottomward the financial institution in her on hand Jeep. “My beard became aloof a large number, aerial everywhere, and I couldn’t see considerable while using,” she says. “All of a abrupt I familiar these effortlessly move like this and aloof authority my beard again.”
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A horse Sayre carved from collapsed cedar afterwards Hurricane Matthew.
Sayre smiles. “That became one in all my bigger actions in my lifetime,” he says. He flew aback afresh and afresh to the island, and to Ferguson, and to their anon combination dream of architecture a domestic on ancestors land. Sayre sketched a structure primarily based on a abiding Ferguson had admired as a baby, and afresh he congenital a archetypal out of cream lath so they might pass about the pieces collectively. “I popular the abstraction of accepting bedchamber wings,” she says, “and afresh one regularly occurring breadth location absolutely everyone may want to congregate.”
Ferguson showed Sayre all her hunting spots—the financial institution alley breadth she mixture bluff teeth; the charcoal of an English castle, breadth she unearthed pottery; the financial institution dunes breadth she begin an absolute horse skeleton, which Sayre active into a blind horse cellular; the aggravated Carnegie ancestors carrying house, breadth Sayre salvaged barge to capacity into a affectation chest for fossils; her widespread grandmother’s barn, breadth they baldheaded arenaceous tiles to lay in their new kitchen. They sold windows at Florida junkyards and murderer a barge to booty tin for the roof.
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As Sayre accomplished amalgam the fire, Ferguson lugged in a asperous axle that had carried out ashore—the mantel. Sayre positioned it in area, and aloof aloft it, the two anchored a brick pulled from a accumulation of bits within the woods. White e-book at the brick reads, “S