Ellie Hairpin Shelf
A CHORUS OF VOLUPTUOUS CURVES
The Ellie Hair Pin Shelf is a voluptuous chorus of curves. The artist created the shelf from American Walnut and joined the flowing segments with matching walnut finger-spline joints, showcasing the artist's exceptional craftsmanship and attention to detail.
The Ellie Hair Pin Shelf has a hand-rubbed Danish oil finish that enhances the natural beauty of the wood and gives it a warm and inviting look. The shelf is not only beautiful but also functional, providing ample space for displaying photos and decorative items.
The artist has included a pint of the Danish oil finish, mounting hardware, and instructions, making installing the shelf in your home or office easy. The Ellie Hair Pin Shelf is a unique and timeless piece that adds elegance and sophistication to any home or office.
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SPECIFICATIONS
- Wood: Walnut
- Finish: Danish oil
- Approx. Dim. H x W x D - Inches: 11.5 x 41 x 11
- Approx. Dim. H x W x D - Centimeters: 29 x 104 x 28
- Approximate Weight: 20 lbs./9kg.
CUSTOMIZATION
- The Ellie Hairpin Shelf can be ordered in different woods, various finishes, and re-dimensioned, subject to proportions.
- Please call or email, and we'd be happy to discuss your exact requirements.
LEAD TIME AND SHIPPING INFORMATION
- Ships Via: Economy ground shipping.
- Shipping Container: Custom doubleweight cardboard box.
- Approx. Shipping wt. - 75 lbs./34 kg.
- Approx. Custom Order Lead Time: Delivery is usually ten to twelve weeks.
double-weight
THE BACKSTORY
It was the first day of the college year when I opened the door to the art school woodshop, and it was out of a movie. There was Ellie, this beautiful Scandinavian blond with long pigtails, bluish-green eyes, and high cheekbones, sculpting this magnificent chair. Ellie wore coveralls too large for her petite body, a white sleeveless T-shirt, no bra, and tan unlaced work boots. She had perfect breasts with small, hard nipples and a tiny waist with a scrumptious ass. I was smitten and couldn't take my eyes off her to the point that she asked, with a smirk, if I had a problem. I replied Yes, you. She blushed, tilted her head, and said, "You'll never get that lucky." I did, & we did.
We graduated and got an apartment in Chicago. After two years together, I returned to the apartment and found all her belongings gone. She left nothing. I found one of her hairpins on the bedroom carpet, which broke me. I opened a bottle of Jack Daniel's, went into the corner, sat on the floor, cried, and drank all night.
That hairpin became a bittersweet keepsake, resting in a box until the tragic shop fire claimed it thirty-three years later in 2009. Memories of Ellie lingered, a mix of joy and heartbreak woven into the fabric of my life.