Well I guess now that I broke the shell on the egg, I can just let me flow out. I'm sure now I will move forward. Off to the unknown, but it's a new adventure! So what do I do? What do I love? What should I bring along on this continuing journey what should I leave?
Well why am I a Vintage man. It's not the I want to be the "1950's devoted and beloved husband" that's for sure. It's the world I surround myself in and the the select thoughts, learning, items and interest from the experiences in life that make me a Vintage Man. I started collecting in 1978 and over the years have refined to what I like. I am a Ghetto junker. I almost never buy not from sales, auctions, vintage or antique stores. I like the city people I meet and the homes over the years I have visited. That brings the complete circle complete when I get the story with the item. It makes me Cherish the items and moments more. The only persons I have ever taken with me when I go are my very, very close lovers or my wife.
I need to say wives, my first wife, if worth mentioning was a extremely good looking model who turned into a drug addict. Buy the time I got her straight, there was nothing left of her or our marriage.So what I love in objects comes next:
Just a few pieces from my Stig Lindberg Karneval Pottery collection.
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