I suppose the name most associated with Regency style is Thomas Hope, whose time, taste, and money allowed him to decorate his Marylebone house, his country seat of the Deepdene, and publish the results in the widely distributed Household Furniture and Interior Decoration published in 1807. A flagrant self-promoter, upon completion of his decorative scheme for Duchess Street, Hope sent tickets of admission to members of the Royal Academy, many of whom not surprisingly found this an act of hubris. Many, though, took advantage, including Sir John Soane- and were impressed with the result. Besides influence and an exercise in ego, I’m not aware that Hope’s efforts did him any material good. But, then, Hope made his money the old fashioned way- he inherited it.  A bit of an irony- with Hope’s designs considered the quintessence of English Regency period fashion, Hope himself was an auslander, the scion of a Dutch banking family who fled Holland fearful of the predations of Napoleon. Although Hope was sometimes thought a parvenu and nouveau riche, but as has often been said, it is the riche that counts, and Hope’s efforts were generally well considered in his day.

And to this very day, too- with the designs of Thomas Hope arguably forming the basis of what most people consider as Regency style. Certainly Hope’s own extended Grand Tour through not just Italy but the sites of Greek antiquity in the eastern Mediterranean contributed a tremendous degree of archaeological accuracy. Not only were the forms of antiquity copied, but the popular Regency paint schemes executed in black and red and yellow ocher took their lead from the Attic pottery Hope studied.

Hope knew his work would inevitably spawn imitators, and it is thought Household Furniture…was in fact published to ensure that those who cribbed from Hope actually got it right.  And imitation quickly followed, with George Smith’s Collection of Designs for Household Furniture published in 1808, only a year after Hope.

While Smith’s designs clearly owe a significant debt to Hope, what had already become standard neo-classical motifs- bellflower swags and fruit and flower garlands- were given a Regency twist when executed in a Regency period palette. The London furniture maker John Gee prominently used an ‘antique’ palette to contribute a Hope-inspired classicism to essentially English forms, like the chairback settee.


Things do go in and out of fashion and I suppose the fact that, for much of the last century, Brighton was a bargain day out for Londoners occludes its glory days. It’s still pleasantly seedy, as are most seaside resorts, but no where else is the Brighton Pavilion.

As I think about it, the entire history of Brighton, with its prominence the result of its being favored by the Prince of Wales from the 1780’s, might well have been determined by ‘Prinnie’s’ notoriously louche behavior. Close enough to London, but yet far enough from George III’s stultifying court, the prince could comfortably indulge in fantasies that certainly found their outward expression in the confection that became his Royal Pavilion. With an increase in funds with accession to the Regency, the now Prince Regent let imagination run wild.  The forest of onion domes and minarets executed by John Nash, while lavish in their number were a bit less extreme in cost, built as they were of stucco over a wooden and iron frame. The vaguely Mughal exterior gives way to a riot of Chinoiserie, with the long gallery with walls and trim painted an astonishing pink, with a bamboo motif overlay in a blue-green. The bamboo motif carries on with chairs and tables made of split bamboo. Even the staircase that leads to the upper floor carries on the bamboo motif, but in cast iron, faux painted to match the yellow color and ribbing of the furniture.

The banqueting room that leads off one end of the long gallery is again a riot of chinoiserie, or dragon’s at any rate, with gilt dragons holding aloft the wall and ceiling lighting, and in the pelmets, all the drapery.

The effect of all of this is less of anything oriental than of exotic excess. Moreover, the design of the pavilion was even in its day not in the most fashionable taste, which tended more toward studied antiquarianism in the manner of Thomas Hope, who’s Household Furniture and Interior Decoration was published in 1807. It’s interesting to note that the interiors at the Royal Pavilion were realized by Crace and Company, whose more sober commissions included the interiors of Sir John Soane’s London residence. And, of course, with the accession of Victoria, sobriety became the order of the day. The Brighton Pavilion was sold by her to help pay for her decidedly more practical and domestic seaside home, Osborne House on the Isle of Wight.


‘Style’ is notoriously inexact when applied to the decorative arts, and when we’re asked for something in Regency style, I suspect that our clients think we’re a bit obtuse when we engage then in a round of 20 (or more) questions, trying to ferret out what it is the client actually requires. Typically, Keith and I tend to think in terms of historic chronology- that is, Queen Anne style, say, matching the reign of Queen Anne. The English Regency is particularly difficult, as connoisseurs generally count a period far broader than the brief 9 years from 1811 to 1820 when the Prince of Wales acted as Regent for the incapacitated George III.

Arguably, the Regency began nearly 30 years earlier, when the Prince of Wales achieved his majority and set his own aesthetic stamp with the guidance of his architect Henry Holland. With Holland’s design, construction, and decoration of Carlton House, the Prince’s London residence, the future Regent’s taste was firmly established in the French fashion that Holland himself favored. The chairs illustrated, possibly from Carlton House, are attributable to Francois Herve, an émigré craftsman preferred by Holland. An elaborate French style may have been preferred by the Prince, too, as it was a break with the then notoriously dour atmosphere of Windsor Castle, the favored residence of his father, George III.  The contrast with Windsor had political implications also, as the aesthetic came to represent the Whig modernity of the Prince’s allies, contrasted with George III’s Tory conservatism. Ironically, the Prince had to moderate his interest in all things French to avoid any political association with the excesses of the French Revolution. Although frequently at odds, the Prince of Wales and George III found common cause in support of the ancien regime.


We just posted on our Facebook page an album for our range of bespoke Contemporary Classics pieces, all, incidentally, with a discount of 30% during our Summer Sale.

These wonderful ‘green’ pieces are all handmade here in the Bay Area, using only sustainable materials and built to rigorous quality standards.  As mentioned, the entire range is bespoke – meaning designs can be adjusted to fit any space requirement or design style.  With this option, you truly are getting a ‘one of a kind’ piece when you order one (or more, we hope!) of our Contemporary Classics.

What’s worth reprising, though, is our interview with our good friend Diane Dorrans Saeks and published in California Homes. Please, read on and enjoy!

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Large Guilloche Demilune Chest


It’s been 30 years that Keith McCullar and I have been together, and it was in moving into our first domestic abode I met his mother, JoNita. She and Keith’s father Noel assisted with Keith’s move in, and I must say helpfulness has been a cornerstone of the relationship I’ve enjoyed with both his parents.

Mind you, Keith was never in danger of becoming less than the apple of his mother’s eye, but for all the years I knew JoNita, she was never anything less than kind and hospitable- and fiercely loyal to Keith and his brother. If ever there was something either of them needed, if it was inconvenient for JoNita, it was never apparent. I’m wrong there- we did once ask that she not wear diamond jewelry whilst we were all of us in Rome. She steadfastly ignored us. Despite our worry about how we would weather the predations of the gypsy children at the entrance of the Forum, I was, mea culpa, glad that all gypsy eyes and legerdemain were focused on a pair of German tourists, whose manifest camera gear made them seem a more inviting target than JoNita.

In retirement, Noel and JoNita moved to Black Lake near San Luis Obispo, and both played a lot of golf, something Keith and I took up to spend time with both of them. JoNita couldn’t hit much of a drive- or line up with the flag- but once she finally did make it to the green, she was lethal and nearly unbeatable on short par-3’s. Though her illness made it impossible for her to play for the last several years, I must say, my favorite foursome will always be Keith and both his parents.

It is often said but now for me imminently understandable that someone remains in spirit, as JoNita now remains with me.