I wasn’t sure if the stuff hanging on the wooden spinning wheel was real hair or a synthetic wig. But it looked out of place there on a piece of equipment that I associate with…
Uncovering Our History Through The Relics Left Behind
I wasn’t sure if the stuff hanging on the wooden spinning wheel was real hair or a synthetic wig. But it looked out of place there on a piece of equipment that I associate with…
More than a year ago, two photos by Teenie Harris were up for sale at Swann Auction Galleries in New York. The photos slipped past me, because I didn’t know his name. One was a photo…
The cute little girl with the dimples and 56 curls had faded as an actress by the time I was born. So I don’t recall Shirley Temple and her movie heyday. By the time I…
Posted in bottles, collectibles, and Figurines
Someone had removed the turkey’s head. It was lying there exposed next to two other ceramic decanters of Wild Turkey bourbon. Maybe an auction-buyer had lifted it out of its cradle to take a closer…
The tiny spoons lying there amiss on the auction table reminded me of a woman’s hair tousled by the wind. They were scattered, without order, as if someone had just tossed them about along with their…
It was a camera lover’s (or seller’s) Eden. I felt it as soon as I walked through the door at Fuller’s Fine Art Auction last weekend and looked right smack into a case of some…
Posted in Home
The male auction staffer heaved the ceramic bowl up onto a table top. The thing looked monstrous from where I stood back away from the auctioneer and crowd of bidders in the furniture room. I…
Posted in Music, and Performers
This was the spot of a man who loved music. I could tell by the spectacular display of guitars sprawled on a table out front on the lawn, the two banjos, the antique Edison phonographs,…
I wasn’t sure what to take with me – the male and female anti-slavery tokens or the fragile Abraham Lincoln engraving. I knew some of the history of both, but I was curious to see…
A few years ago, my auction buddy Janet and I put our names in a lottery to get tickets for the Antiques Roadshow’s stop in Atlantic City. We waited and waited for the email telling…