Uncovering Our History Through The Relics Left Behind
Posted in Books, and Performers
It would take more than magic to put this little book back together again. Its spine was torn, its cover was marked with a jagged water stain, and its cover was slightly ajar. The word…
Posted in Black history, Music, Performers, Politics, and theater
Paul Robeson must be turning over in his grave. That’s what we say in the South when something unbelievable happens that a now-deceased person had fought/spoken for or against. That saying keeps coming to my…
Posted in Culture, Performers, and theater
I’ll never be able to listen to a Duke Ellington tune again without seeing the acrobatically graceful dancers of the Alvin Ailey company. Duke’s music is all over Ailey’s “Night Creature,” and principal dancer Hope…
Posted in Music, and Performers
The jacket cover of the first 45 record in the box was a burst of orange, and standing in the middle of it with her trademark smile was none other than the great Lena Horne.…
Posted in Art, history, Music, Performers, Plays, Sports, and theater
Arcenia McClendon was telling a story about the time she met Paul Robeson: She was a young school teacher in her early 20s and she passed the house at 50th and Walnut Streets in Philadelphia on her…
I wasn’t sure who would buy the marionettes. They had belonged to a theater company that apparently had stored and forgotten them. Their clothes were aged and their strings were an entangled mess. I purchased…
Posted in Dolls, Ephemera/Paper/Documents, Performers, and Sports
Fridays at Auction Finds is readers’ questions day. I try to guide readers to resources to help them determine the value of their items. I’m not able to appraise their treasures, but I can do…
Posted in collectibles, Home, Movies, and Performers
Friday at Auction Finds is readers’ questions day. I try to guide readers to resources to help them determine the value of their items. I’m not able to appraise their treasures, but I can do…
Posted in Broadway plays, collectibles, Music, Performers, and Trinket box
The delicate little enameled music box was in a cardboard box full of nothing. Its lid had come unattached and lay bottom-up right next to it. The writing inside the lid was a tiny script…
