Recently Gadora traveled to Tulsa to see about her Mom. I like Tulsa (and love my Mama!). T-town is quiet, though Frank Lloyd Wright left an indelible mark with his “Westhope” home. Moments after touch down my Mama beamed, “we’ve got something to show you,” and whisked Gadora off to Mod50s Modern, a busy warehouse shop on East 15th.
Sadly, we found the shop closed upon our arrival. Still pressing our noses to the glass where we spied a set of clear Tulip Chairs by Saarinen, *Bettye rolled up and honked, “Hello. We are closed, but can I let you in?” We declined, after a lengthy conversation about the weather, their wares, the owner Maurice and J. Jay McVickers, saying we’d see her tomorrow.
The following day we found *Bettye and Mod50s Modern FULL of furniture. Little ruggy vignettes gave way to high ceilings and enough stuff (floor to ceiling) to keep a girl busy for a loooooong time.
Rightly proud of their J. Jay McVicker collection of paintings, prominently displayed, the store also spilled over with earthen ware, bolts of vintage fabric, Tramp carved wooden boxes and a wildly futuristic Frank Lloyd Wright parlor chair.
From there, we set out to get inside jōz. Second day to try. Still no entry. Mom even called Joe Harp himself, but left a message. Gadora is only here for a limited time, and We. Want. Inside.
Sadly, Joe never phoned. And a peek in his windows only peaked my curiosity. His tiny partitioned rooms looked well-edited. I noted a Ken Edwards chicken (he’s a fave from a chance discovery in Cabo a few years back) in the window. And a few other pieces I wish I could have gotten my hands on…
A quick internet search yielded a few Craigslist postings for jōz, which boast, “To view other pieces of furniture, original art, prints, glassware, pottery, vintage jewelry, lighting, home accessories, etc… come check us out!” I tried Joe, I tried. Maybe next time I’m in T-town.
*Bettye’s not her real name. But she sure was a sweet-pea.