I’m not much of a comics-book reader, but I’ll flip through them if the cover grabs me. I found one comic book among a lot of Supergirl, Rom and Mask recently that did. In the…
Uncovering Our History Through The Relics Left Behind
I’m not much of a comics-book reader, but I’ll flip through them if the cover grabs me. I found one comic book among a lot of Supergirl, Rom and Mask recently that did. In the…
I was going through a list of artworks up for previewing at one of my favorite auction houses recently when I came across the name Frank J. Dillon. I was told that he was an African American artist who…
I can always find something Christmasy on auction tables anytime, anywhere – be it vintage lights, ornaments or any other decorations that had likely been sitting in someone’s basement or attic for years. The vintage…
I had thumbed quickly through the two long rows of African American-themed books on a table at auction this week, but nothing struck me. Until another auction-goer mentioned that he had set aside a copy…
This is the beginning of flea-market season, so my auction buddy Janet and I decided to clear out some excess stuff from our basements – you know, that junk we’ll never use again. We shared…
After auction this week, I was going through a tray of small items and came across what innocently looked like a No. 2 pencil. Yellow with narrow red bands, unsharpened and inscribed. A gold…
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When I bought my house seven years ago, I was looking for a place with a yard so I could get my hands dirty, enough rooms to roam around in and a separate laundry space…
Posted in Art
I was sitting there at auction reading an antiques newspaper, not paying much attention, waiting for my next item of interest when I glanced up to see a painting being offered for bids. It looked familiar, with…
I was reading the food section of my local newspaper recently and came across a story about retro food. A restaurateur was offering what the article called golden oldies, dishes from the 1961 “New York Times…
Every now and then, one particular item at auction grabs your attention. This week, it was a sweet little dark-wood handmade chair for a child named Richard. It sat alone atop a table in the…