Archive | May, 2009

You light up my life

29 May

I’ve entered my lamp-lovin’ phase, I think.  I don’t have many lamps in my home.  I know, I know…I really should.  But the only actual lamps I can think of are in my bedroom, my younger son’s bedroom and our dining room.  My house has pathetic lighting to begin with, so I could use some extra bulbs burning brightly, or dimly, or alternating between the two.  Over the past week, I’ve purchased nine lamps.  Two floor lamps, a pair of matching bedside lamps that need to be rewired, three matching lamps with girly-girl shades, a very shabby lamp that I topped with a perfectly ratty old shade and some crystals and immediately took to the shop, and a Rembrandt lamp that I intend to keep.  Here’s a peek at the Rembrandt lamp:

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Isn’t she lovely?  I have a friend that rewires lamps, so she’s going to take a look at her for me.  She’s a keeper, for sure.

So maybe my lamp phase is colliding with my fussy, frilly feminine phase, ’cause I also took a liking to these:

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They have the prettiest little rose details:

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I’m in love…BUT…they’re going to the shop tomorrow.  Their mate will stay at my house for the time being, however, but not forever.  Here she is:

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One more view of the lampshade:

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Okay…maybe ONE more:

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Now I’m done gushing.  So what do you think?  Have I gone mad?  One last photo before I hit the hay.  This is one of a couple of floor lamps I got at auction:

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Now it’s time to turn OUT the lights.  The party’s over…


Might as well face it, I’m addicted to…

24 May

…junk.  To be more specific, I’m addicted to ephemera.  Well…that and a lot of other things.  But I do have a paper problem.  When I confessed my addiction today to a woman who sold me 20+ strawberry pint labels from the 1930s, her response was, “at least it’s not heroin!”  Wow!  That really puts things in perspective, doesn’t it?  And that was exactly what I needed…a new way to look at things!  I’m adopting her rosy outlook when it comes to junk.  We talk a lot about junk, junkies, dealers — there must be a T-shirt idea in there somewhere — but hey…at least it’s not heroin!  So here’s a bit of paper I purchased today:


Isn’t he great?  Wonder if  he’d have the same appeal if he were multi-dimensional?  Guess we’ll never know.  His picture was filed as “man” on my computer.  So when the photo had finished uploading to this post, it read “100% man.”  Ha.  Like we didn’t know that already.

But, since my junking rarely involves mantiques, thought I’d share with you another manly item that I purchased a while ago:

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Artist Kathryn Tilford created this looker…  Must say I fancy him more than his blazerless predecessor. 

I’m off to sort through and price ephemera,  and my brain cells will thank me in the morning!

Tidbits of today

21 May

I may have overdone the French connection in my new space.  Today someone asked if I was French.  Oui!!  Maybe it’s the French restaurant sign.  Or the French plates.  Or the French bust.  Or the French Victorian prints. 

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Or the Paris flowers sign.  Or the Paris Cafe sign.  A few weeks ago someone thought my space was a tearoom.  There’s only one table, so I’m guessing that pesky French restaurant sign was the cause of her confusion.  Or maybe she was simply hungry and hopeful.

I finally took the old and overdressed baby doll to the shop today. 

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Two people thought I was holding a real baby.  One thought she looked deathly ill.  It probably didn’t help that I was bouncing her when that woman walked by.  No…I don’t think she’s real, but her old eyes make a cool squeaking sound when they open and close, hence the bouncing.

I passed by my computer this afternoon and felt a wave of nausea wash over me when I glimpsed the words “linear equation.”  My son was working on a project for his high school algebra class.  I never made it past college algebra.  The teacher I had for that class still scares me.  She called me by my last name.  She randomly picked people to write problems on the board.  She had an annoying snorting problem.  She was 3,000 years old.  She ruined my dreams of becoming a pencil pusher and forced me into a life of ruin that included journalism, public relations and, GASP, junking…Guess I should thank her!

I discovered a 20-year-old mix tape today.  I made it for my then-boyfriend/now-husband for Valentine’s Day, 1989.  Wish I still had time to make mix tapes on the dual cassette player.  Or better yet, wish I could’ve banked all that time I used making said tapes so that I could redeem it now and take some time off for good behavior.

Yo-Yos…the shoe…anyone remember them?  They were all that when I was around 11 or 12 years old.  I know I must have a picture of someone wearing them!  Today a friend of mine had on a pair of Yo-Yo knock-offs. Adolescent memories flooded my brain, which may be why I left half my life at the shop…again.  But, Su…I threw away my Coke can today!  Yay!!

Surely there’s an estate sale around here tomorrow.  The countdown to 1:55 Saturday afternoon has begun…

While the cat’s away…

20 May

…the mouse will create:

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Found the turn-of-the-20th-century art books at the flea market last weekend.  Confession:  I have a giant weakness for ephemera.  Have I said that before?  Even so…it’s worth repeating.  I wanted to keep every single one of the 13 books because they were all different.  I want them to sell, but won’t be disappointed if I MUST hold on to a few of them — especially the ones focusing on body parts.   I left them at the shop today, paired with the art brushes in a silverplate tray alongside a French bust which reads “La Paix.”  I don’t have a photo of the bust, but I do have a story!  I got her at auction last night, thinking she was cast bronze.  She’s not.  I’m hoping she’s really old, and I think she is.  I’m hoping she’s NOT from China via crate from France.  She’ll be priced like the real thing, since I bid thinking she was bronze!  Duh!! *Always preview auction items before bidding!*

I have the run of the house until 1:55 Saturday, so I’m taking complete advantage of spreading out projects and accomplishing quite a lot.  It helps that a new commercial is being filmed for the shop, and my space may be in it.  Needless to say, that means a lot of fluffing since stuff keeps selling whether there’s a commercial pending or not!  I have lots of holes I’m trying to fill on the walls.  Here’s what I’ll be haging tomorrow:

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My son was all, “Why are you doing wedding stuff?”  Well, it is getting close to June, is it not?  Am I too early?  Am I too late?  My girls (dress forms, that is) all got their pearls in anticipation of the big month…I’ll be breaking out the cake topper collection soon!  I’ve amassed a number of them this year.

Another creation that will be hung tomorrow:

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I’ve always loved how people were so serious in all those old photos.  This assemblage speaks to that very issue.  Next I’ll be digging out the wedding photos.  A friend gave me a really cute trellis that I’ll be using for my wedding pic display this year.  Can’t wait.  I love doing wedding, even though I usually don’t sell much of it. 

Tomorrow I may take a much-needed break from painting and creating.  I was hoping for some estate sales, but haven’t heard of any happening tomorrow.  Guess I’ll check the paper early in the morning.  In the meantime, there’s a pillow with my name on it somewhere in this mess of a nest.  I’ll be dreaming of good junk…

Cute or scary…I can’t decide

13 May

During the movie Almost Famous, Phillip Seymour Hoffman’s character, a music critic, talks about how he used to stay up late, writing and writing in a drug-induced frenzy.  The next day he’d look at what he’d written — nothing but drivel.  That’s how I felt last night…only no drugs were involved!  I just couldn’t put my brain to rest so I began sorting through all my piles and attempting to bring some order to one small corner of my house.  So the things I created, and I use the term loosely, don’t quite have that adrenaline-infused shine today.  I see the stripes.  But…I’m sharing them anyway and you can decide if they’re shaping up to be cute, or just plain scary.

First, I’ll show you the very old and loved doll.  Celluloid eyes.  Extremely cracked.  One hand missing.  I dressed her in a stained baby dress and a fur hat.  Yes, I know it’s summer.  But even a bikini wax wouldn’t make her bathing-suit material.  So I winterized her.  Hey, maybe I should put her on one of the four sleds I’ve purchased recently and have Christmas in July!  Here she is, in all her glory:

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I changed my mind on the hat and added a  “lost doll” tag that I cut out of an old primer.  Here’s the close-up:

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Last weekend my neighbor across the street had a garage sale.  She had an antiques shop at one time, so it was a rather cool garage sale.  I picked up a bunch of old empty seed packets.  I’ve taken a few of them to the shop, but decided to create this little “collage” with some more of them:

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Unfortunately, at 2 a.m. I was unable to find my lace, so I’ll have to finish it tonight.  Plus I stamped the D in “garden” backward.  Think anyone will notice?  Looks more folksy that way, I say.  Hahahaha.

I ran across this old book cover and took it to the shop today to add some color to an old Victrola horn:

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Tomorrow I’ll try to snap a pic of the dog show ribbon display I put up today in the shop.  I’ll also be carting a bench and a headboard to my space, since a couple of things have sold.  Oh, yeah, the doll will go tomorrow, too…cute OR scary!

Happy Mother’s Day

9 May


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What an excellent day to purchase your raffle tickets for the Baby Bella benefit!  Have a perfect day…

Stained glass makes me giddy…

5 May

But why can’t I stop with just one beautiful piece?  Why did I have to bid on 13 pieces, most of which had cracks?  I guess that’s what happens when you go to auction and someone thwarts your plan to get all the cheap stuff at the end.  Someone who has mucho $$ to spend.  Someone who’ll outbid you at any price.  I couldn’t even be a proper bottom feeder tonight, because some newbie way overbid everyone at the end of the auction.  Guess no one bothered to tell him that if you put in a couple of hours, you expect to get SOMETHING dirt cheap.  Not tonight.  But I will say that I’m happy for the auctioneer, who finally got some decent cash for a shipment from England.  I’m just a pathetic loser.  I think I even rolled my eyes once as I was being outbid.  Not cool.

So…happy May!  I survived the moving-into-a-big-space week, and have taken a bit of a rest over the past couple of days.  No Sunday flea market for me.  I did manage to hit a couple of garage sales and an estate sale Saturday, but that’s all the junking I’ve done lately.  I had to keep the classifieds section of the paper closed so I wouldn’t be tempted to stray from my move in!  Now I’ll give you a peek into my new little world.  So far, so good…


Day 1 of the move in, I think.  This great wrought iron table & four chairs sold the day after I brought it in, I think… to be replaced by:


The wooden table is of the drop-leaf variety and was salvaged a couple of months ago.  The chairs were finished by my mom.  The table cover has already sold, but I still have that cool set of dishes.


One of the lithographs to the left is gone, as is the angel statue that someone got for a song!  I don’t know what I was thinking when I priced that thing.  I need to pay closer attention to what I’m doing!!  Carol — that’s the garden cart on the left, full of floral chenille pillows.


That little wind-up alarm clock is already sold, as is the little piece of silver-plate.  I adore the teapot lamp, and that black blob on the right is an old radio speaker.  Many people who should know better were holding it up to their mouths and being silly girls over the weekend, despite the swine flu scare.  It does make an excellent hearing aid…


Frames were a HUGE seller last week.  When this picture was taken, three frames were already sold.  The two behind the dress form are now gone, too.  And I had the cutest christening outfit hung in the long black frame for about a half a second.  The iron table has sold.  The black urns are gone.  And two of my petticoats, the top hat and the wall pocket have sold, as well.


I so love this display.  Both the photo/card holders sold quickly, but luckily I had replacements ready.


I think all this merch is still in the store… 


Someone is handling the merchandise!!  I think I told her I wouldn’t post this pic, but I just couldn’t resist…it’s too cute.  The “perfect womanhood” bust was atop the wicker stool by my dress forms before it was snagged at another crazy low price.  Su had a little fun with it before they parted ways…


Another view of the flower bed area…


Shared space pink display…


More shared space…


Not so mellow yellow display…


More yellow that’s not selling well…

and lastly:


One shop.  Three different spaces.  Have I become a space invader?  Can I handle the pressure?  Will anyone keep buying all my junk? Guess we’ll find out. All I know for sure is that what was shaping up to be one of my worst months ever, turned out to be among the top three.   Tomorrow is the start of the next pay period, so we’ll see how it goes.  I have lots of work ahead of me this week.  I need to get a chandelier painted and hung, finish up a dresser so I can move the sold table out of the big space, finish stocking the big space, do a massive re-haul of the space with the yellow stuff, find a home for all that stained glass, and of course…spend some time and money junking!!  If you’re one of my customers, I thank you immensely for your support.  If you’re Su…don’t be too mad over the photo…and I’m impressed you’re looking at this blog.  If you’re a junker, I’m so glad to get to know you.  We’re a unique group.  Don’t forget to support Baby Bella.  Buy your raffle tix now!!