As always, the Old Summit Antique Show last weekend had a lot of unique and wonderful items. I didn't buy anything, but I did some shopping with my camera.
Very old books.
I love this hooked rug featuring a dog. Is he wearing glasses?
Cotton stems in a split basket.
Embossed paper fans with theorem painting.
Beautiful piece of architectural salvage.
Instant collection of colorful wooden tops.
Paper covered box. I'm not sure if this is very old wallpaper, or paper that has been stenciled.
I don't know who these gentlemen are, but they made me smile!
Last weekend I spent most of my time elbow deep in paper, glue, ribbons, journals and all the other wonderful junk on the table at Birdsong 5.
I'll have a real Birdsong post soon, but I wanted to remind all the local Kansas City folks that the Old Summit Antique Show is June 13- this Saturday.
For weeks now, I've been packing up tubs of treasures and I wanted to share a few pictures with you.
These leather books actually have a niche in the cover where the angel is.
I love old hats, but I don't think I've ever seen one like this except in pictures. It has a Hartzfield label in it. Hartfield's was a beloved Kansas City department store.
Brown transfer ware- a staple in country decorating. Some of these pieces have a few "oops", so the price is right is you don't mind less than perfect.
Love the label on the inside of this boy's tool chest. And the chest is full of all sorts of dangerous tools like saws and hammers that a child would never be allowed to play with today.
Thanks to everyone for their input and comments (both here and on Facebook) about my last post. Honestly, I have to say I agree with what everyone said.
Stories of bad customer service spread a lot faster than stories about good service. I can justify how I conduct my business to myself, but if the public doesn't like it, my business will pay the price.
These catalog pages have nothing to do with my post, I just don't like to do a post without pictures. The pages are from a 1913 Kresge's Five and Dime mail order catalog and everything was price at five cents or ten cents.
If you'd like to use them just click on the image and it will open in larger window and you can right click and pick "Save Image As" to save it to your computer.
The conditions on Thursday were PERFECT for a flea market. Temps in the 70's, no wind, low humidity- and dry grass to walk on.
When I drove by the fields to the parking area and saw big trailers and lots of scattered piles of rusty junk, I was excited.
Piles of junk might not be picturesque, but for a junker they usually mean there's digging ahead, and the possibility of treasures to be found.
I didn't buy any pedal cars, roof vents or bikes.
This date tin from Sniff Gardens in Indio, California made me smile.
I swooned over this pink satin hat with velvet flowers, but its price ($22),made beyond my hat budget. A lot of things were priced over my budget for resale, but with some digging, I managed to bring home a good size box of treasures.
I love this pair of heavy duty ornate brass candleholders. The celluloid box in front of them has the sweetest roses scattered around it.
Look at the details of this 1920's graduation picture.
I love her dress, her watch, her pretty floral waist corsage and those shoes! Oh, those shoes with their double button closure.
I don't usually buy single pictures, I'm more of a "buy a box lot" kind of girl, but the details on this one made me have to take it home.
Old office portfolio, filigree frames and a box filled with...
...wooden spools with the labels still on them!
This celluloid box isn't pretty like most, but it's unusual. I don't think I've ever seen one with a buck and the celluloid is molded to look a like a faux wood finish.
Vintage tins- a combination of typewriter ribbon tins and make up tins.
These deco style typewriter tins are my favorites.
I might actually have brought home more stuff to resell if I'd stayed in town and gone to estate sales, but sometimes it's just nice to hit the open road because you just don't know what you might find.
While I was looking at the pictures I took at the antique show, I realized that groups or collections of things really catch my eye. Even a humble wooden spool looks important when you gather a group of them together and invite them to live an big old garden urn.
Wooden dominos look like art when they're arranged on a wooden plate.
Even someone else's bills and filing looks good when they're tied with a ribbon.
Stone fruit isn't really a humble item, but a table filled with catches your eye.
Baby shoes are darling all by themselves, but seeing different shapes, sizes and materials makes me say "ahhhhh".
And a group of blue ribbons...well you know you've got a winner.
(Sorry, that was a really corny way to end my post....)
Yesterday's antique show was another good one. As always, I get to the show early to have breakfast -biscuits and gravy -provided for dealers by Sandee, the show promoter and her husband. That's a pretty nice perk for an antique show. After breakfast I wander around between the booths and enjoy the great merchandise.
One thing I love about this show is how the dealers decorate for the season while still staying true to the country roots of the show. No bright orange jack-o-lanterns or witches on brooms.
Instead you'll find clever displays like the fall color tins paired with an owl; or black pinecones with black branches in a garden urn.
A raven perched on a paper mache goose next to a black shutter.
A baby pumpkin is a nice contrast to this set of blue books.
A basket of oatmeal colored yarn makes you think of fall and sweater weather.
This dealer went all out with his corn stalk fence. I doubt I'll decorate for fall with cornstalks in my house, but it made a dramatic display at the show.
If you're in the Kansas City area this weekend, and want to see some one of kind antiques in great displays, check out the Old Summit Antique Show, Saturday from 9-4 in the John Knox Pavillion in Lee's Summit.
I've been collecting treasures all summer for you, and I'll be selling in my usual spot by the stage.
Despite hearing dire predictions about the weather, Karla and I headed to the semi annual flea market in Sparks on Thursday. It's been hot and humid for almost two weeks, but was supposed to cool down to the 80's on Thursday, and we thought we could handle the heat.
We got to the flea market a little after 8 am, and it was muggy but overcast. We poked along until about 11am when the sun came, and combined with the humidity, it was the next 15 minutes walking back to the car that made me think I was going to die.
When the heat and humidity are so oppresive that you've lost your will to make the effort to dig in your pocket for money to buy something, it's time to leave.
We were both happy with what we did get in those three hours of shopping. One of my favorite finds was the old steamer trunk drawer in the first picture. I love the fabric on the inside- even though when I first saw it, it was full of rusty flue covers.
The big book with the bird is a scrap album. It's full of pretty pages like this one.
I can't decide if I should leave the pictures and cards in the album, or take them out and use them.
It turned into kind of a red white and blue day. An old plastic red, white and blue pin, I'd guess it's World War II era; a celluloid bodkin and a damask red white and blue towel. Throw in some blue typewriter ribbon tins and I'm feeling very patriotic.
It was a good day for ribbon tins- and for tintype frames. I'm not sure what I'm going to do with them, but I love their patina and the pretty embossed edges.
Everything is sitting on a 1911 ledger kept by a horse breeder, or a someone who ran a place where horses could be boarded. A few of the pages have descriptions of the actual horses like this one named "Ginnie".
Other favorite finds: "A Runaway Brig" book who's cover reminds me of the Aesthetic movement transferware that I like so much; a celluloid covered prayer book; an old deco style hard plastic watch box.
It's not really a successful flea market trip if you don't come home with some blingy jewelry...
...and a bunch of broken rhinestone jewelry to paw through.
It was a good, fast shopping trip that I'm glad I can relive in my air conditioned living room, while I scratch my chigger bitten arms and legs- the second part of the flea market that almost killed me.
I think that gets us caught up. It must be time for me to hit some more estate sales and auctions, and make a few new things from old things.
That sounds like something I can do....