As
you sift through all your shit from years and years of collecting you’re often
surprised by the finds in your own home that were forgotten. It's like going
out looking for a day finding nothing, but, it was there all along under your
nose. You just don't find items like these at a regular shop, home or flea
market. They are gobbled up by someone trying to make quick money on Ebay who has no idea of collecting or real
value. The bring it home and look it up and then price it like it was the most
incredible piece ever. For me it was the experiences which these pieces bring
back which warms my thoughts. I am not collecting to hoard or keep and never
sell. It is my intention to pass it down or sell for the need of my children's
higher education. I don't have to have these items, it's not a passion except
in the surrounding of me understanding and researching the items as a lover of
Vintage items and the world they came from. From these findings I add to my
knowledge and carefully shape my world. I am not as careful as I should be no
doubt. This is why the books which I own are my real passion. These vintage art
and decoration books or even newer books with the decorative arts throughout
them add to my thirst for knowledge. On a beautiful sunny day and share these
with you.
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