07/17/2026
“Oh the places you’ll go”
Almost 12 years ago we drove through the Rondout Waterfront in Kingston. While less than a half dozen storefronts were filled and there was a grand total of 4 restaurants at which to eat, it felt like the grounds for something great. Long before I knew the history of the area, I could feel it.
The energy was still pulsating. While a very depressed area at the time, left in the wake of IBM exiting Kingston, it was evident this had been and would again be a city of resilience.
I spent the 3+ hour drive home detailing to my partner the type of business I would one day open there. We had not yet even bought a house in Kingston. *Yet*
I emphasize this word *yet* because that has been one of the single most important words in my life. Since childhood I’ve been one to set lofty goals for myself. In some way small or large it was apparent the City of Kingston and I would somehow be intertwined.
I fell madly in love with the Hudson Valley at the age of 8. My parents were part of the Beekman Arms Antique Market , yes, the very same one of which I am now a part. We would take monthly trips up to Rhinebeck and on the car ride up I would count out the houses I would own as an adult.
An historic Hudson Valley house was high up on that list.
My parents would laugh gently, in an endearing way. Seemingly humored by the ambition of their young child. *Yet* here she sits in her historic house, living out the dreams of that version of myself that manifested this 30 years ago.
You can see our HV roots run deep.
While this is a temporary farewell, while we help care for a sick loved one, we will one day have another gallery in Kingston.
Until then, we will still be close by with our large outposts Kingston Consignments + Beekman Arms Antique Market 💜 You are also welcome to make an appointment to shop our private studio up the hill in Rondout.
