Staff from McAlpine Booth and Ferrier’s Atlanta, Nashville and New York offices made the trek down to the town where it all began over thirty years ago. Thirty four of us in total spent two chock-full days in learning, fellowship, food and laughter. Many of us had never even met … [read more]
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slideshow & tell
All the partners and all the staffs from our Nashville, Atlanta and New York offices are making the pilgrimage to gather in the place where we first began over 30 years ago. This, our first ever McAlpine office’s retreat, will feature talks, fellowship, cocktails, laughter and even bowling (many years … [read more]
available: mcalpine mod manse
Now’s your chance. A few years ago, Bobby relocated from Nashville to Atlanta and his discerning eye landed upon this unique modern cottage. Originally built by the iconic Atlanta architect Henri Jova as a home for his beloved mother, this two story contemporary nest has been re-featherd in Bobby’s one-of-a-kind … [read more]
decorative arts
I’ve always thought any successful marriage is comprised of two people in union, one doing what the other cannot. After all, if you both bring the same thing to the table, one of you is unnecessary. The relationship between the built and the decorative should be a strong confederation – … [read more]
a january prayer
The pull away of all that bounty leaves a hole it seems I am scared, uncelebrated, my flesh unpadded, assurance gone, party over, everyone done, just me alone. I am left to fill a vessel still and spooky. Sleep has taken over and I am left to wander … [read more]