I’d had the program for months, so long that I didn’t even remember when I had bought it at auction. It was likely among some documents in a box lot and, upon finding it once I…
Month: December 2011
Are you afraid of a big bad – clown?
Posted in collectibles, and Figurines
“Clowns scare people,” the auction-goer said, stopping near me as I stood in a corner of the auction house fingering one of a pair of brightly colored glass clowns. He was a regular, a man who…
The ceramic art of Lisa Larson
Posted in Art
The little boy and girl looked so demure and playful as they stood there on the auction table. Their innocent faces were almost apologetic as they held white and blue petal flowers seemingly for someone special. I didn’t…
Most of us would love to give and get something new, different and unique at Christmas – a gift we won’t likely see in the malls. Some of the best gifts can be found on the auction…
There was a time when I sewed some of my own clothes. It worked out well, especially because I could make slacks that reached beyond my ankles – no more high-water pants – and didn’t…
When I saw the album cover on the auction table, it brought back some long-forgotten memories: The Wagon Wheel, a small nightclub at the end of a long moonlit country road in the heart of…
A couple years ago, I was browsing the art offerings at one of my regular auction houses when I spotted a watercolor saturated with the color orange. Among the dense bright color were a young…
Christmas cards not from the heart
Posted in Ephemera/Paper/Documents, and Military
Last week, I sent out my usual batch of Christmas cards with the sweet little expressions of joy and cheer. This year, I chose cards with Merry Christmas and Happy New Year on the front…
When I first saw the two heavy metal contraptions on the auction table, I was floored as to their name or purpose. They had ridged corn-cob rollers that resembled the top of a wringer washing…
A Christmas sleigh ready for a loving touch
Posted in collectibles, and travel
The old sleigh looked as if it had been left unattended in a barn for years. Its red leather was dirty and hard. The elements had battered its wood, leaving gaps, nicks and holes. It looked…