I have a modest collection of deadstock vintage fruit crate labels, a few of which I’ve framed. They take up far less space than the crates themselves, but I have a few of those as well. It’s a weakness of mine, this fascination with things that weren’t meant to last as long as they have. They...
Seriously, I wanna know. There’s something to be said for pretty much every point on the map. And there’s something to be said against it, too. Heaven is not on Earth, after all, nor is Hell, although I have questioned that second proposition a time or two.
This matter came up during a...
If, like me, you have a more than passing interest in industrial design, I can hip you to a semester-long series of lectures on that topic from Matthew Bird, an instructor at the Rhode Island School of Design.
Bird made the videos in 2020, when the pandemic restrictions were at their most...
We’ve touched on this in numerous other threads, but I see none centered on just what it is within ourselves that draws us to old stuff.
I have my theories. I’ve done some cursory reading of the psychological research on the matter, much of which (but not all) I take with a largish grain of...
This seems as good a forum as any to tell of the more, um, interesting(?) people, places, and circumstances you’ve encountered in your searches for vintage stuff.
A dozen or so years ago I arranged to meet a guy in Tacoma who had listed a bookcase for sale. I met him at his home, a craftsman...
We have threads here devoted to vintage things that have disappeared in our lifetime, vintage things that haven’t disappeared in our lifetime, and vintage things that reappeared in our lifetime. But how about those everyday things we are happy to leave in the past?
While taking the trash down...
We like vintage stuff. We play Show & Tell with it. We show the stuff we found online and the stuff we scored at thrift stores and garage sales, etc. It’s fun. We get a sort of vicarious thrill from it, seeing that that cool old stuff still exists and is now in the care of a person who...
I’ve been seeing ads for hats built on “vegan felt” bodies.
I’ll reserve judgement until I actually handle one of the things. But I don’t anticipate being favorably impressed.
The advertised prices are low, though, comparable or even lower than wool felts. If they hold up as well or better...
If this matter had already been covered here (a quick search came up empty), please steer me to it.
Does the California law that came into effect today, banning the sale of new animal fur products, extend to fur felt hats?
I have it on good authority that Dan Hermann shuffled off, suddenly and unexpectedly, while vacationing in England.
We never met in the “real world,” but stayed in fairly regular contact online. I liked him quite well, as did many others. He’ll be missed.
It was brought to my attention that Piet Mondrian, he of the primary colors and block forms and rigid right angles, was born on this date, March 7, in 1872. He died in New York City in 1944.
His early work was much more figurative — paintings depicting windmills in his native land, bucolic...
It’s a safe bet that I’m not the only one here with a weakness for old paper advertising and the like that has somehow survived far longer than it was expected to.
I’m generally less concerned with subject matter than artistic merit. And I’m also not hung up on condition. Indeed, I often...
Just ask anyone working in any visual medium: lighting has a HUGE effect on the look of any scene, any piece of art, anything we gaze upon. Among the first tips any decorator deserving of the title will impart is to have multiple light sources — high, low, and in between.
I’ve acquired several...
Anyone here collect Hazel-Atlas glass tableware?
I’m interested in the pastel colored dishes, but I hesitate to spend much without first chatting with a person or two who has actually used it on a fairly regular basis. How resistant to breakage? Dishwasher safe? Etc.
Anyone here been to the antique mall in what used to be a Woolworth’s store in Bakersfield?
I haven’t, but I’ll make a point of it next time I get within a hundred miles.
It boasts its original lunch counter, still in operation, and still much as it was back in the day. Some call it ’50s...
What is that smell? And how would you describe it? Musty, of course, but it’s something not quite that.
This comes to mind because another old Life magazine arrived in today’s mail. Its aroma, somehow acquired somewhere along its 59 years of life, transports me back to the old St. Vincent de...
Look what came in today’s mail.
It’s my grandfather’s draft notice. The particulars, which I’d rather not share with the world, are on the reverse.
My dear old ma has, in recent years, been sending me old family mementos — photos, mostly. She suspects, I think, that I am the likeliest among...
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