In my kitchen pantry is a fire extinguisher like any other that you’d buy at a Big Box store: Still in its original box, red, cylindrical with a hand trigger that releases a dry chemical to put out…
Uncovering Our History Through The Relics Left Behind
Posted in bottles, collectibles, and Home
In my kitchen pantry is a fire extinguisher like any other that you’d buy at a Big Box store: Still in its original box, red, cylindrical with a hand trigger that releases a dry chemical to put out…
Posted in Black history, Music, and Performers
I’d never heard of Amanda Seales, but I was open to seeing her live game show called “Smart Funny & Black” at a theater in Philadelphia when a friend suggested it. The friend later sent me…
Every now and then on Facebook, a relative of mine posts a photo of himself or herself standing next to their new BMW or Mercedes or a bright red Hummer. Showing it off is a…
Posted in Art, Black history, Civil War, history, and Military
What this flag must have seen! It started out as a piece of silk cloth in Philadelphia, painted by David Bustill Bowser with an emblem of a black Union soldier waving goodbye to a white woman…
Two lamps were placed close to each other in a brightly lit glass case. Which is Tiffany, visitors were asked. They looked just alike, but one was obviously an imposter. I chose the lamp on the…
I took a photo of the faded red door propped against a table at the auction house because I thought the name painted on it was both amusing and a bit repulsive. ‘Road Kill Café.’ Never would…
Posted in Animals, collectibles, and Figurines
The ceramic cats were the cutest things in their whimsical poses, colorful straight-pin whiskers and human clothes. I see a lot of porcelain and ceramic cats and kitties at auction, and I find most of…
They sold a Booker T. Washington coin, my auction buddy Janet told me when I finally sat down next to her at a recent auction. I had avoided sitting, choosing instead to roam around the…
Posted in collectibles, Home, and pottery
When I think of bees, collecting them does not immediately come to mind. I enjoy seeing them at a distance as they fly from flower to flower in my garden sucking up those delicious sweets.…
First, I saw the skull. It was dark heavy metal with screws in its ears. My eyes traveled down the art piece – I assumed that’s what it was since it was mounted on weathered wood…