Time for a Booth Fill In

Time for another booth fill in...especially now that Easter is just around the corner, collectors are out on the prowl looking for something to add to their personal collections or even start a new one.  I usually bring out my linens in the spring and I was busy starching and ironing over the weekend.  As mentioned in a previous post, I like to iron linens.  There is something wonderful about seeing wrinkled textiles and watching them become smooth and crisp with the passing of a hot iron and a little steam. 

So I brought in linens, bisque eggs and a pair of greenware infant heads.  I know, I know their heads...but they are kinda cool too.

Found more of my green depression glass so brought more in.

Lots of deviled egg trays and pretty little pottery drawers for storing favorite recipes, found objects or treats.

Sweet child's Edwardian slip.  Soft, fine cotton batiste and pretty Irish filet crochet lace edging. 

Wonderful pairs of late Edwardian deadstock ladies shoes.  Size 6 and 6.5, these have never been worn and are in wearable condition.  Circa 1910.

How about this smashing, soft rabbit fur ladies wrap or stole?  Perfect condition, this is the wrap that every teen angel wanted to wear to that last dance of the school season.

A selection of fantastic ladies envelope clutch bags in sequins and beads.  All from the 1950s.

Those fabulous Armetale mugs have already gotten lots of interest. 

Pretty doilies, crosses and painting. 

Had good sales last week and in speaking with other colleagues, everyone appears to be having sales so this is good for all of us.  With the economy as unstable as it is, it is really nice to know that the antique and art community is seeing sales. Wishing all of us who are involved in any retail endeavor a very prosperous spring season.  Sea Witch

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Jars, Armetell and a Gypsy

I like vintage, lidded glass containers.  I know this stems from my childhood as my mother always had pretty glass candy jars filled with a variety of candies inside.  From flashy metallic foils to pastel pinks, she would fill her huge, soft pine hutch with lots of these candy filled jars.  It was always like walking into a sweet shop in the city.  So I come by the need to fill pretty jars with candy honestly.  These always sell well for me no matter the season and I believe it is because of the pretty treats contained inside.  Suddenly, an empty vessel, although pretty on its own, takes on a different visual appeal.  When I bring them into the store filled with pretty candies, the jars seem to fly out of my booth. 

Came across this set of five different Wilton,  Armetale Ware steins from the 1970s at my local goodwill.  These are massive and the photo does not really show that.  (especially the big stein in the back of the photo, this piece is almost nine inches high and about 6 inches in diameter and has quite a bit of weight to it)  Big and heavy, these have the look and feel of pewter but are actually an aluminum alloy product with the ability to mold into any shape imaginable.  Easy to clean, they never tarnish, are safe for beverages and the keep hot things hot and cold things cold.  Armetell items are often mistaken for pewter as they can mimic old pieces easily.  These steins are from the Wilton Armetell colonial tavern series and will be a nice addition to anyone's collection.

And last, but not least, this adorable old photograph of a young girl in a gypsy costume.  Photo is also hand colored to enhance the burgundy and gold ribbons and costume she wears.  Photo is approximately 6 inches by 8 inches and is in wonderful condition in its original matt.  I think she is the "cat's meow" with her satin headband and matching ribbons.  (all photos enlarge when you click on them - so don't be shy to take a peak at this gypsy baby)

Have a satin hairband, gypsy ribbon kind of day!  Sea Witch

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...and she blogs

I'm here. I offer my first blog. I ask myself, what brought me to this venue as I have visited blogs on and off for years with never a desire to offer my own. I blame "one vintage hag," although blame is not the proper word, I thank, yes I thank "one vintage hag" for introducing me to a cyber world of friends, new and old, quirky personalities hidden behind interesting headers, joyful photographs, heartfelt words, laugh out loud snippets of their daily activities and a few tears that we all share in common. These unique men and women who have a common (or perhaps, uncommon) need to share pieces of themselves through their blogs.

These bloggers, that I have come to know through "one vintage hag," show their heart, open and honest, unafraid to share their joys; their families, their friends and their pets; their interests in vintage things, antiques and how they live with them; and their eyes and how they see all of these things around them. Oh those eyes, how I love visiting and seeing what you have created from found objects, bits of vintage laces and jewelry, stones, shells and other found treasures picked up along their travels and repurposed into lovely or quirky or amusing or flat out weird with a joy of their own.

So I begin my own blog this evening with this dedication to three incredible women that I am truly grateful for. First, my mom, who watches me from heaven and is laughing as she elbows my dad in the ribs and says, "Look Paul, your eldest daughter is now blogging." My mom, who I first introduced to the Internet in the early 90's, and who saw, even then, the endless possibilities of the world's information at her beautiful fingertips. If she were here with me today, she would be blogging. I love you mom and not a day goes by that I do not think of you. Kiss dad for me too. Second, "one vintage hag" who asked me a few months ago how to build a blog. I knew when she shared those words with me her blog would be wonderful...what I did not count on was her drawing me into all of these amazing places in blog land. I have followed each and every blog posting she has made and from there entered into a world of new friends, artists, personalities, and all of their pets. But more than that, through her blog she has willingly shared her vulnerability as well as her creativity, generosity, and her heart. I thought I knew her pretty well, but her blog shared more of her soul with her writings. What a gift she shares. Finally, to a friend in Flagstaff and writer of children's books, a woman who loves to hike the beauty of Arizona, a journalist who advocates the craft and my friend, Linda Kranz. I can use her name because she is a published author and well known in the journaling industry. Linda, you would be proud to know that I am blogging, my form of journaling and so I also dedicate my first blog to you. Three phenomenal women, my mom, one vintage hag and a writer. How blessed I truly am.

So I blog. I hope you will visit from time to time.

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