I could practically stand in one place and see the offbeat but pleasing items waiting for me to notice them. How could I avoid an elongated chair that reminded me of the sleek build of…
Uncovering Our History Through The Relics Left Behind
Some years ago, a friend and I were visiting a nostalgia convention when we came upon a vendor who was actually selling vintage items. He was one of the few; there were mostly tables with DVDs…
Posted in Advertising, African American women, collectibles, and Tins
Both the image and the product name on the metal tin poster surprised me. The tin featured a young black girl wearing a clean dress with a white pinafore, and a bright smile. She had red…
Posted in Advertising, collectibles, Personal items, and Tins
The first time I came across a match safe at auction, I wasn’t sure what it was. It was about the size of my palm, a little bigger than a pill box, and simple. Likely,…
As soon as I saw the name on the tin half-buried under other items on the auction table, an image formed in my head: A woman lying prostrate on the floor, her head slightly raised…
I did not notice the containers when I walked down the ramp to the long yard at the back of the auction house. My mind was focused on the box lots on the tables. That’s…
Posted in African American women, Books, collectibles, Photos, Tins, and travel
I listened as the owner of the booth told a customer about his radio show and how he could guess a caller’s collectible or antique item without seeing it. I found the notion unbelievable, and…
Posted in Personal items, Plays, theater, and Tins
My friend Rebecca alerted me to the bright yellow tube in the vendor’s case. On the front was a man in blackface with huge white lips wearing a tux and white gloves, and the product…
Posted in Ephemera/Paper/Documents, Reader questions, and Tins
Many of us have items that we inherited or were given to us, and we know very little about them. Since I write about auction finds with a little history to them, I get questions from readers about…
Posted in collectibles, and Tins
“Tell me this isn’t someone’s collection,” I said incredulously to the auction-goer browsing next to me. Spilling out of a ripped plastic bag was a stash of rusty soda cans. They looked like they had been…