I love going to a Vermont auction! I love
the thrill of a preview...handling all the old silver pieces, imagining the Victorians properly utlilising the salt sets,
passing the fine china, the oil lantern hanging over the table for light, candelabra lit on the mantles, the Negro slaves
serving the meal and deserts... I can picture it all thru the antiques that are up for auction. History in our hands. not
all of it is pretty, but all of it is American history. It is beautiful. the cut glass, the depression glass, the cobalt blue,
the delft, the willow, the Wedgewood, the oriental, the lighting...how it all has metamorphasised over the last 200 years.
The ways we have lived, decorated our homes, our furniture, our wallpaper, stencils for lack of funds for wallpaper, locked
boxes for sugar to keep it from being stolen, decorated floorboards with paint when we could not buy carpets, candles, whale
oil lamps, kerosene lamps, early electric lamps, wood stoves, gas stoves, electric stoves... the history of the home. that
is what if find at auctions. I LOVE IT!
My house is filled with biscut jars & canisters, all sorts of Teapots
and tea strainers, spice boxes and spice jars, kitchenalia it's called...it’s the evolution of the kitchen! I have cookbooks
and books on how to keep a home from the 1800's on up... they all make me happy just to live and breath, they delight me!
I learn so much about myself from them. I learn about the women in my family from them. the pictures of the living rooms
and dining rooms with clear plastic over the seats of upholstered chairs put me right back in bucks county pa at 11 years
old at grandmothers dining room for some holiday dinner.
when i pick up a porcelain dresser jar from Limoges with gold all around
the edges and beautiful hand painted design, it also reminds me of the blue and gold one that always sat atop my grandmothers
dresser to hold her few rings and necklaces.
antiques at the auctions just touch my heart cause they are parts of my
past, they ring a familiar cord in me- even if these pieces are not mine, never were, but only remind me of things that floated
around in my family when i was growing up.
I pick up a post card album, post cards from 1903, it cost 1 cent to mail,
all they could write next to the front photo...hello, thanks for your card... imagine that, life without many phones, no text
messages, no email... books filled with postcards in a young person's life, to connect one to the outside world. now I can
bid on it. see all the folks in long Victorian attire, horses and carriages, columned homes...
The militaria is also an interesting area to collect...how they laid their
lives on the line with such insignificant weapons? these men were truly brave for sure.
the advertising of products interests me a lot... how the blacks were exploited
in this field blows my mind. I recently picked up a bull Durham tobacco poster! wow... and children were also so exploited
in the mills for labor, on screen, and in advertising. glad things have changed there, I do like to buy those things when
i see them though, they are so precious.
well I can go on on & on. you see I love antiques.
I have a house full, also have some at a couple different shops in 2 different
areas of Vermont... I have a flock of Shetland sheep, a fiber arts shop, teach handspinnning (spin yarn on flax wheel), make
felt hats (on hat blocks)... and love organic gardening. I have boxer dogs I love to pieces, taught them to dance on back
legs to the Victrola. (we are all Billie holiday fans.)
I hope you enjoy shopping here... If you don’t see what you’re
looking for just email me.. i may have it anyway.
if you have any muddy waters, gatemouth brown, billy holiday 78's that
are in good condition that you want to sell please write me.
most importantly LIFE if SHORT, LIVE IT NOW
IN FUN!
