“What do you think this is?” I asked, interrupting the two men chatting across from where I stood looking dumbfounded at an item on the floor at the auction house. They stopped their conversation, and one…
Uncovering Our History Through The Relics Left Behind
Posted in Music, and Mystery Finds
“What do you think this is?” I asked, interrupting the two men chatting across from where I stood looking dumbfounded at an item on the floor at the auction house. They stopped their conversation, and one…
I watched as two hefty men hauled the big black pot between them and sat it squat on the muddy ground in back of the auction house. As soon as I saw it, a very…
I was walking through a maze of vintage and modern furniture at an auction house over the weekend, looked up and thought I was in a jungle. My eyes caught sight of two lovely upholstered chairs…
Posted in Clothing
When I lived in Tampa, FL, some years ago, one of the premier events among African American women was the Ebony Fashion Fair. I’d hear friends and acquaintances talk excitedly about getting tickets to this…
Posted in Black history, civil rights movement, and Performers
The hotel room was vintage 1960s with its black rotary phone, flat hard bed and dime-store pictures on the wall. It was the setting for a Broadway play about the last night in the life…
Most of the auction houses I visit usually have lovely vintage and antique furniture, some of better quality than others. Two of them have the stuff stacked on top of each other so tightly and…
Posted in Photos
More than two years ago, I came across a black and white photo of African American soldiers from World War II whom I wanted to identify. A reader saw the photo and recognized one of the…
Posted in Art
When I started collecting African American art, the first piece I bought was a signed and numbered print by a Washington, DC, artist named John Anderson. I didn’t know much about who to collect and what…
It’s always wonderful to stumble upon paintings by artists whose names I know. So many have produced so much great works that it’s sometimes impossible to see it all. I was at the USArtists American…
Posted in collectibles, and pottery
Everywhere I went, I kept seeing these ceramic dogs, their faces turned sideways, with black noses and a fixed stare. First at one auction house, then at another. I saw the latest as I was…