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Business is good.

Quick update.

Am trying to get into the habit or writing more frequently for this site. The Pinterest, Instagram, Twitter and Facebook portions are all doing well, the blog could be doing better. Things are building together and its inspiring to watch. Needless to say, it’s a lot of work and each gets neglected from time to time. However, busy-ness away from social media typically means selling is going well, which it has been. I am getting close to moving beyond a hobbyist and onto launching my own branded site. Fun fun stuff.

For now, I’ve got some posts planned for the near future.

  1. Road trip: What’s left is a few shop profiles, more stories, an item profile or two. And a summary.
  2. More on ceramics; what are art deco ceramics is up next.
  3. Silver silver silver.
  4. Thoughts on the future of the antiques market.

Going to work on one of the items before I head out. Maybe it’ll be online!

Trades in Travel – P2 Suburban Illinois

Day two of buying featured a different array of stores. And beyond just telling the tales, I will do item profiles for specific pieces that were bought. I don’t know. Sometimes I wonder what I’m doing with this blog and I think that the antique market is just so poorly catalogued online that maybe that’s where I’ll end up contributing some serious work. I have no shame in telling people what things sell for, not what I think they’ll sell for but what they’ve actually sold for(either by me or through publicly available information) – I’m not big enough to make anyone pay for my info yet! Haha.

Anyway, day 2 featured some garage sales and a great antique gallery that I’ll profile some other time, too! At the first sale we went to, we had to wait in line, which was a bummer. I like to arrive late so that I don’t have to wait but c’est la vie.

The two of us finally were allowed in and we were shocked at the beauty of the house. It was tacky, probably put up in 1968 but it had that real strong vintage rambler feel to it. It couldn’t have been a rambler, though, it was huge. There was a dance-floor in the basement and beautiful Japanese furniture was spread through the house. It was a museum of mid 20th century American taste where everything was for sale.

I managed to grab two prized asian cloisonne and I held them tight to my chest for the rest of the sale. An elderly man was outlining the figures on them with his hands, he muttered, “so unique,” and “very interesting,” a few times. I did see him again leaving the sale with 8-10 other pieces of cloisonne. I took it as a good sign that he had to look at mine before he probably never saw them again. They are beautiful and will get their own profile.

So I’m picking up lovely asian artifacts and admiring a beautiful early 20th century Japanese desk, what could make it a better morning? My shopping partner has managed to find a 60s repro of a Tiffany lamp made in Korea. Retail price for original Tiffany? About $12,000. Retail Price for her vintage repro? About $460. Cost that day? $35. I don’t normally give repros a stamp of approval but I’ll be keeping my eyes out for Tiffany fakes now.

So it’s been a pretty good run so far, I’ve got a new brown 1950s NYC Fedora that I picked up on the cheap, the sun is shining and overall life is good. The day went on in a sort of similar fashion. Got some great stuff at the next sale. Witnessed a true artifact, touched it and pushed the boundaries for enigmatic travels of antique objects. Staring right at me was an antique remake of a Ming dynasty throne chair. It was beautiful. Its long shaped wood subtly announced with its precise craftsmanship that the person in this chair was not like the others.

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The Qing dynasty remake of the Ming dynasty chair was marked at $1400. This is the point where I would normally start to sweat. Doing all sorts of ridiculous, illogical maths in my head to reach the sad conclusion… no, it’s not worth the $600 I don’t have to hustle this chair. I thanked it for coming into my life, allowing me to see it, touch it, consider it and walk away from it. I don’t know if I’ll ever touch one of these again. Truly remarkable. Again, when and if we meet again, I hope I am able buy you.

I’ll leave it there for now and pick up at inventorying the trip so far and the wonderful antique mall we visited.