I bought the sewing machine for the stack of postcards that came with it. What did I need with a monstrosity of a sewing machine, although it was a lovely one with an orange, lime green…
Tag: auction
When I saw the pink motorcycle parked out front of the auction house, I thought Mary Kay. She was the entrepreneur who for a time gave a pink Caddy to folks who sold a gazillion of…
A friend of mine introduced me to Food Network star Paula Deen some years ago. I had watched a lot of cooking shows on the network but had never seen hers. So I looked her…
Colored prints from the heyday of toy theaters
Posted in Performers, and theater
The paper booklets seemed so out of place among the stacks of over-sized prints on the auction table. They had the customary drawings that you’d expect to find in an art gallery but these were…
Fridays at Auction Finds is readers’ questions day. I try to guide readers to resources for them to determine the value of their items. I’m not able to appraise their treasures, but I can do…
The stack of black and white photographs with hints of color were propped against a table leg behind a lackluster print of a little girl and a garden. I instantly suspected that some auction-goer had secretly placed…
Readers ask about gypsy cards, Bazooka comics and needles
Posted in Ephemera/Paper/Documents, Reader questions, and Sewing
Friday at Auction Finds is readers’ questions day. I try to guide readers to resources for them to determine the value of their items. I’m not able to appraise their treasures, but I can do…
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…
“Yard work, yard work, yard work.” The weight of what the auction-goer saw in front of him was so heavy, it seemed, that he had to repeat it three times to get it off his…