Spring Collection Clean Up

In the springtime, a Saturday (or a Sunday, for that matter) in Western New York means one thing for many collectors—opportunities to go out antiquing or junking or even thrifting, as I recently heard our favorite pastime called.

Happily for us committed collectors, any day off during the nicer weather—especially three days off over Memorial Day weekend—brings us the chance to make the rounds of some of the garage sales and flea markets scheduled in and around Rochester. Also, rain or shine, antiques shops and other retail outlets offer comfortable alternatives.

If you collect things like garden accessories, vacation souvenirs, and 21st Century garage sale goodies, opportunities simply abound for adding to our collections at this time of year—which is compounded when spring has been late to arrive, and we’re overdue to come out of hibernation.

However, I’m one of the local collectors who needs to resist all these temptations and stay home, for I’ve already collected so much that I could, well, fill a museum, and so have so many of my collecting club friends. We’ve been hunting and gathering diligently over the years and have bagged hundreds and evens thousands of trophies.

Some of us have been consistent about keeping an inventory and either displaying or storing our collections appropriately. Some of us—myself included at times—have gotten to the point where the tail is wagging the dog, which is certainly the case with my collection of canine figurines, postcards, and pictures.

That means a combination of guilt and pride should be enough to keep me home and working on my current collections. Like anyone who truly appreciates their collectibles, I should be willing to spend as much time curating my treasures as I spend acquiring them.

Afterward, I can spend time feeling good about having my collections fully organized with some stored properly and others displayed attractively.

I’ve decided that I can give up the lesser days of spring—like today when thunderstorms are forecast to bring rain and humidity to town—and spend time taking care of my treasures.

For instance, once I’ve cleared up the clutter from my last shopping spree—at the Genesee Valley bottle club’s show at the end of April—I’ll be able to fully enjoy our porch. My treasures will be inventoried, stored out of the way, or displayed in more appropriate places, rather than plunked down on our wrought-iron table and forgotten.

I’m looking forward to being able to get some spring cleaning done (on the porch, anyway) and then decorating that space with my vintage floral tablecloths. The table will be clear and ready for my yellow tulip dishes and yellow glassware, and the bookshelf will be dusted and ready to display some ceramic vases and planters I’ve collected.

Best of all, we’ll be able to relax, surrounded by some of our seasonal collections, in a space that is not only attractively decked out, but is also fully functional.

I’ll be the first to admit that acquiring new pieces for our collections is heaps of fun, but if we’re not careful, we committed collectors will end up with heaps of stuff. Stuff, however, doesn’t make for a curated collection—only time, effort, and care will create that.

Afterward, we can feel delighted by our collections, appreciative of having them fit in our homes, and proud of our efforts—which are all things worth working toward.

Happy Spring Cleaning—I mean Spring Curating—Everyone!

Patti
The Committed Collector

I wish I knew the secret to quick and easy inventorying. If you’ve learned how to make the process efficient and effective, why not leave a comment? I’d love to be able to share your tips for keeping track of your treasures.

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Four Things to Do Other Than Shop at Shows & Sales

We’ve all heard that April showers bring May flowers, which is certainly true as the rains continue in the Flower City, but, for me, May itself brings the unofficial opening of show and sale season.

The good news—or the bad, if you’re as limited for space as I am—is that garage sale signs are popping up all around town. Flea markets are starting to open. A lot of local organizations are holding their annual sales, and flyers for all the upcoming shows are being distributed wherever you go antiquing in the Rochester area—and I’m chomping at the bit.

Without a doubt, I’ll be tempted to go out collecting every weekend between now and Halloween, whether I should or shouldn’t.

Realistically, I simply can’t get to every event since I do have other things to do. What’s worse, I definitely don’t have the space to bring home any more treasures. Really, I should stay home and work on my own collections—and follow through with my New Year’s resolution to curate what I have rather than collect more.

Nonetheless, the local shows and sales beckon.

So far, I’ve been lured to the Genesee Valley Bottle show that was held last Sunday (but I resisted the first community garage sale at the Rochester Public Market). I made it to the Breweriana show that’s going on today (but will likely forgo the first Saturday at The Shops on West Ridge, even though it’s one of my favorite stops for collectibles of all kinds.)

Although I did give in and come home with a few new purchases from these show and sales, I also picked up a few curating tips along the way.

You see, committed collectors—especially ones who’ve sworn not to buy another item for their collections ever again—can learn a lot at events like these.

So…if you need a reason to justify going to any of the shows and sales in Western New York this year, read on. I’ve learned several things just by window shopping and noticing the merchandising more than the merchandise.

When you go out antiquing, you can, indeed, do more than shop. In fact, you can also learn the following four curating tricks:

How to Display Multiples of the Same Thing

Needless to say, many dealers specialize, so their wares often include multiples of the same items or many of their variations. Their displays can give you an idea of how to show off every Pepsi Cola bottle ever made or every individual piece in a set of Spode china.

By noticing how dealers stagger, elevate, and group items, we can get great ideas for displaying our own treasures at home. Maybe we’ll spot a booth with a lot of similar items. Maybe we’ll notice another dealer who has complete sets of things. In either case, we can walk away with a plethora of ideas—even if we can’t buy another single item for our collections.

How to Coordinate Various, but Related Items

Likewise, we can discover ways to incorporate related items together. Again, some vendors specialize in certain eras (like the Great Depression) or broad fields (like fashion), so their merchandise is usually a mix of different items that still belong together for some reason. Sometimes it’s whimsical style; sometimes it’s vibrant colors.

In any case, by noticing how different but related items are arranged—and even asking about the choices the dealers make—we can glean tips on how to create our own tablescapes and other varied displays. Some dealers just have an eye for organizing an eclectic mix of things, so we collectors can learn a lot from them.

What Kinds of Shelves, Racks, and Risers to Use

Another really useful thing to notice at antiques shows and collectible sales is what the vendors are using to display their goods on. Many use small bookcases on top of their sales tables, while others stand up small, flat-bottomed wall curios to accomplish the same thing (eye-level viewing of items).

Sometimes, you’ll see that boxes, tins, and other containers have been used to elevate the wares in the back, while hooks, hangers, and even clothespins have been used to display things overhead or at least up high. Old fashioned cork bulletin boards and picture frames outfitted with chicken wire are other ways to display different kinds of small items.

How to Pack Collectibles

One of the most important things to notice is how to pack and transport collectibles, which dealers do time and again. Many use packing paper, bubble wrap, and even quilted disposable bed pads to wrap fragile items. The latter two are studier and can be reused many times before becoming ragged. Some also use dish towels and large washcloths because, they, too, are soft and reusable.

Some dealers buy banker’s boxes or packing cartons because they have handles, which make them easier to carry. Others re-purpose liquor boxes because they come with dividers that often prevent items from knocking against each other. Some love plastic totes that are all-weather, can be color-coded, and have sturdy handles and locking lids.

Hopefully, you have lots of display space at home, so you won’t need to pack your purchases for longer than the trip home.

If you don’t, you might want to leave a comment and inquire about my plans to open a museum. That’s still my goal for 2019, and maybe we’ll see your collections there, too.

Happy Collecting—and Even Happier Curating!

Patti
The Committed Collector

Pictures, Postcards & Photographs

It’s a Saturday morning in Rochester, and the local shops are calling to me. How easy it would be to answer the summons and make the rounds of the thrift stores, antique shops, and retail outlets.

I know one of my favorite co-ops, The Shops on West Ridge, is having a sale today, and I recently heard about some markdowns on vintage merchandise at Henrietta Mall Antiques. One friend told me about all the treasures she found at Savers thrift store in Webster, and another collector says the Goodwill store in Brockport is the best in our area.

What’s more, I really do need a new purse—something functional yet stylish—so TJ Maxx, Marshalls, and Stein Mart are on my mind, too, especially since they usually have great china and glassware.

So why am I resisting? Why am I at home gearing up to tackle one or two long overdue projects? Well, because they’re long overdue and because I’m being mindful of my resolution:

Collect less; curate more.

Among my overdue projects is framing a variety of pictures, postcards, and photographs that I have amassed over the years, and, unfortunately, amassed is the right word. It’s not unfortunate that I have lots and lots of artwork; it’s sad that I haven’t done as much as I intended with them.

I’ve become the keeper of the family photographs, so I must have thousands of photos. I’ve also been collecting postcards for a year or so and already have a few hundred—or more. Then, there’s my “art” collection. I love pictures and paintings, prints and posters, so I have dozens of them. Most of which, however, are lined up in closets.

In fact, I have an entire closet (albeit a small one) with two shelves filled with rows of vintage pictures and department store art and stacks of decades’ old calendars meant to be matted and framed.

Then there are the dresser drawers crowded with small photo albums filled with postcards, old and new, as well as numerous shoe boxes packed with all those family photos.

Now, however, it’s time I did something with these collections. Fortunately, Santa’s on my side.

This past Christmas, St. Nick gave me a handsome frame for the Hallmark poster celebrating 100 years of himself, which we’ve had since it was produced in 1992–1992! The poster is still under plastic, against its cardboard backing, so some years we simply propped it up, but other times, embarrassed to display an unframed poster, we left it in the closet and decorated without it.

Getting the Jolly Old Elf’s poster framed is first on my to-do list today. And when I have it framed, we might just decide to leave it up in a place of honor for the entire year because it depicts such beautiful antique images.

Santa also brought me a half-dozen mattes, in a lovely shade of sage-green, for my collection of Audubon-like bird pictures that I’ve always intended to hang along one side of the staircase. I previously bought frames for them, so getting the pictures up on the wall should be easy.

Along the opposite stairwell wall, I intend to hang some of our treasured family photos. Sepia-toned pictures of our grandparents have been waiting for decades and decades to take their rightful place in our home. Photos of our parents and our brothers and sisters and the next generations, too, also need to join the reunion in our personal gallery.

Sorting through the photos and albums and then choosing our favorites will take some time. Then finding the right mattes, frames, and layout will turn creating this gallery into a project, but that’s okay.

Since I’m focusing on curating the collections we already have, and then enjoying our treasures (rather than shopping for more), I should have plenty of time this year to make real progress.

Patti
The Committed Collector

How about you? Which collections do you need to organize and display? Which ones do you want to integrate more fully into your lives? We’d love to hear about your plans, so please leave a comment.

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Where to Shop when Traveling

Well, barely one week into 2019 and my New Year’s resolution was put to the test. Although I didn’t ace it, I didn’t completely fail it, either.

You see, we traveled halfway across the country to visit family, which meant I encountered one opportunity after another to shop and add to my collections—and if you’re a committed collector like I am, you know that traveling is both an opportunity and an excuse to shop.

Venturing beyond our usual stomping grounds gives us access to retailers, antiques stores, and even online listings that are usually outside our buying range, and that means we have access to collectibles new and old that are usually outside our collecting range.

In other words, one of the first truths of shopping is that different things are available in different parts of the country. For example, things like Hollywood movie memorabilia and Blue Ridge pottery are more plentiful in the regions where they were produced, while farm implements are more plentiful in rural areas, but imported antiques are more readily found in cities with major ports.

This means that another truth of shopping is that you’d better buy the treasure you found while you’re in the neighborhood, especially when you’re traveling.

Knowing that I really don’t need any more of anything, and keeping in mind my intention to curate my current collections, I began our trip with great conviction.

I stayed out of convenience stores along the route because I risked spotting local postcards, which I collected, and even things I never expected. I learned that from a friend’s experience: She once found darling teapot stickers at a rest area along the NYS Thruway, and I spent the next two years making unneeded pit stops during our intrastate trips hoping to find a set for myself.

This time, when I finally entered a gas station during our trip, I did glimpse a line of red ceramic roses decorated with crystals, and I immediately thought, “They should make them in different colors, so collectors will be encouraged to go in and see what’s available at different stops.” Thank goodness they made them only in red because I would have been tempted if there were any pink ones.

During our stay, I went grocery shopping a couple of times and managed to withstand all the possibilities that regional chains offer. Their better store isn’t quite as well stocked as our hometown favorites are with gourmet foods, specialty products, and seasonal giftware, but they do carry brands we don’t have as well as many other interesting things, including a line of adorable mini-purses—all of which I successfully resisted.

Not only are there different retailers in different parts of the country, but national chains often stock different things in different regions. I learned this years ago when I found a series of pitchers shaped like fruit at a discount department store elsewhere in the country. I really wanted to add the apple, pear, and orange pitchers to my collection of cabbageware, but they were big and bulky, so I left them behind because I assumed I could get them at home. Alas, none of our stores carried the line, and my collection still lacks those pieces.

As I ran errands during this visit, I ventured cautiously into DIY and department stores alike. On the one hand, I wanted to see if they might have something we don’t have here. On the other hand, I already have enough in my collections. I remained resistant at the national hardware store and avoided the Christmas decorations (even though they were 50 percent off). I withstood the Valentine’s decorations at the dollar store (even though some would be perfect for a sweetheart’s dessert party).

Knowing both would likely have irresistible merchandise, I completely avoided the craft store in the burgeoning suburbs and all the antiques shops in the old downtown. I even turned a blind eye to all the cute, clever, and charming merchandise at a local gift shop—which is another kind of treasure trove when traveling. All the mom-and-pop shops, one-of-kind antiques malls, and charity thrift stores are great sources for interesting collectibles that you might not find in your own neck of the woods.

Which is what I confirmed when I finally gave in and went to the local thrift store—just to see if there was anything I’d never seen before. Of course, there was, so I bought another fragile teapot as well as two more heavy restaurantware custard cups. In two decades of shopping, I’d never seen these pieces before, so I gave in and lugged them home—after resisting a return trip to the store.

(I also found several pieces of milk glass that reminded me of my mother’s collection. None were exactly what she had, so I left them behind for someone else who will appreciate them.)

I’m a bit sorry that I faltered with my New Year’s resolution within the first two weeks of the year, but I’m glad that I remained mindful. I’m delighted with the pieces I found and will enjoy incorporating them into my collections.

I’m also glad that I knew better than to step into any of the antique shops. Maybe if we go back next year—and if I’ve got my current collections fully curated—I’ll check out what the vintage resale market has to offer.

Past experience tells me that antiques stores, especially those we encounter in our travels, have plenty to add to a growing collection and perhaps even that stellar piece to finish an established one. Experience also tells me that building collections is just fine—as long as we’re able to enjoy them, too.

Patti
The Committed Collector

How do you “enjoy” your collections? Do you display them? Do you actually use them? Please leave a comment and let us know how you make good use of your treasures.

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It’s Collecting, Not Shopping

It seems I’ve done quite a bit of shopping lately, especially for the past several months.

However, I’ve barely been to the grocery store once a week recently. I’ve simply been too busy. I haven’t made the time to go to a department store to replace the new sandals the dog chewed up. And I’ve been avoiding home improvement stores where I should be picking up a gallon or two of paint to be ready for some projects.

Still, I’ve brought home quite a few bags lately—and a few boxes, too. You see, I’ve been enjoying a bit of a collecting binge since the beginning of summer.

In May, there was the stamp show, so naturally I bought a whole stack of vintage postcards. At the end of the month, my husband went to a conference, so I went along. With no antiques shops anywhere nearby, I made do each day by checking out both thrift shops there.

That was a real extravagance for me, and seeing how their merchandise changed each day was a real lesson as well. Entire collections appeared on the shelves overnight; some of the oddest things disappeared quickly, and some of the better items lingered behind.

I wondered how those collectors felt about their longtime efforts becoming ready-made collections up for the taking. Hopefully, the collectors themselves made the decision to donate their things, rather than family just getting rid of them.

In June, a community organization held its yearly benefit sale, so I checked out its offerings and added to a few of our collections. One of our esteemed local museums also held its annual sale, and I had to make two trips to the car before I was finished. (Is it any wonder that I want to establish a museum dedicated to displaying large collections of this and that?)

Then, two suburban churches held their annual garage sales, and it’s a tradition that I go to them. It’s a tradition that I go to a local Fourth of July benefit sale, too, so I went there—and through the checkout three times. (If you’re wondering if I’m exaggerating, I’m not. It’s been a great summer.)

I felt a little guilty and short of funds after those hauls (and I was headed out of town anyway), so I skipped the July church sale that I absolutely love. On the trip, however, I made up for that earlier sacrifice and made out like a bandit at the local discount department store, thrift shop, and library book sale. If I bought anything practical, I’ve forgotten. I do remember, however, that I did need to borrow a suitcase to get all my treasures home.

Back in Rochester, another church held its annual garage sale in August, and it’s a tradition that I go to it, of course. The fact that I discovered an additional church sale just added to the fun—and a sale on next year’s calendar.

In between, a friend held an impressive moving sale, and I felt obligated to go, of course. I wouldn’t want to risk offending him (and I might just find something I couldn’t live without—I found a half dozen things, actually).

Feeling even greater guilt at that time and having considerably less cash, I again sacrificed going to another favorite church sale at the end of August. (If I wasn’t feeling guilty enough then, I certainly am now as I write this.)

I did give in to temptation and complied with my husband’s suggestion of a day trip, lunch on the town, and an hour or two at a favorite used bookstore, where I did, indeed, buy books—for my teatime collection, my literary library, and my kitchen. (I dust my cookbooks more often than I try their recipes.)

Labor Day weekend arrived and brought us some company, who just happened to want to check out as many thrift shops and antiques malls as we could get to, and I managed to find more teatime items, china, and glassware. Making the rounds of four shops and two malls in three days is hard work, but it’s also a labor of love.

Temporarily feeling the agonies of remorse and poverty again, I skipped a Labor Day sale that I love and redoubled my efforts to open my museum.

Soon after, however, the antiquarian book fair was held, and I bought some more vintage postcards, of course (and some books as gifts). This past weekend was the glass show, so I bought a vintage tablecloth, a piece of fine china, and four ceramic teapots, but no Depression Glass because I still don’t officially collect Depression Glass.

This coming weekend is another esteemed museum sale; then there will be the glass pumpkin sale, and at the end of October is the local postcard club show. I know I shouldn’t even be considering any of them, but that’s what we committed collectors do, isn’t it?

I also assume the department stores are already stocked with their autumnal wares, and I’m really trying to resist being tempted by additional Halloween decorations and more turkey platters. I mean, how many does one really need, right?

However, we certifiable collectors never have enough because there’s always something new—or something old—to be found. There’s always another size or style or variation to discover. There’s always something else equally beautiful, creative, or ingenious to admire.

Although it may look like we’re shopping, and we’re certainly buying things, we’re actually just doing what we love most: collecting, building our collections, completing earlier ones, and starting new ones. It’s what we collectors do best.

Enjoy the hunt!

Patti
The Committed Collector

How about you?  Are you crazy about collecting too?  If so, leave a comment and let us know where you like to go shopping, or, rather, collecting.

 

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Collecting with Mom

Holidays (even ones like Labor Day that don’t have an array of trappings associated with them) always make me think of my family, especially my mother who made all of our holidays special.

Mom had always wanted four daughters, but I was her only one, so we were quite close. Mom was a rather progressive mother and taught me how to take care of a home as well as how to go out into the work world. When I was a child, she was the best mother I could imagine. When I became an adult, she became one of my best friends.

All along, Mom also instilled in me her love of beautiful things, respect for the past, and appreciation of cherished heirlooms (regardless of any monetary value).

When I finally finished college and had a real job and a place of my own in Jacksonville, Florida, Mom and I would go shopping from time to time to find things to feather my nest. Had I been practical, I would have wanted to go to the department stores at our nearby mall, Regency Square. Of course, I was more interested in exotic things, pretty pieces, and hidden treasures, so I usually wanted to go to places like Pier One Imports, antiques shops, and back-roads flea markets.

One of our favorite places was a small, independent antiques shop that had opened up in a former convenience store at the corner of Lone Star and Mill Creek roads. It was a free-standing building, with only the one storefront that had huge picture windows that let in a lot of light.

The shop was only a few miles from my childhood home, so I could pick up Mom, and she and I could be there in just minutes. Better still, the shop was open on Sundays until late afternoon, so we could get in some antiquing even on busy weekends.

That was a real treat for us both. In those days, the late 1980s and early 1990s, many antiques shops were often located in downtown settings or tourist towns, so having one in our own suburb was a delight. It also created a danger for me, especially.

You see, the shop was owned by a woman who had decidedly feminine sensibilities. Consequently, the shop had very little in the way of machinery, tools, sporting equipment, and other traditionally masculine items.

Instead, the owner filled the shelves with needlework, lamps, and candlesticks. The tables were set with china and glassware, silver and linens. One display after another was filled with beautiful things that sparkled and shone.

They were items that women would have used, so they were often decorated with flowers and garlands, scrolls and curlicues. The materials were often fine, like porcelain and crystal, and their colors were usually soft pastels.

I remember finding a small white teapot at that shop. It’s an individual teapot meant to hold only two cups of tea, and it’s just a perfect example of a teapot. The ceramic is fine, the glaze is pure white, and the decoration (swirls from base to opening) are delicate.

All these years later, that teapot that I found on a Sunday outing with my mother with remains one of my favorites. More important, I can’t see that teapot without recalling how Mom and I were together when I found it.

I also found a beautiful egg cup at that little shop. It’s a nice, white ceramic with a pink rose pattern on it. I rarely serve soft-boiled eggs, so I rarely use that darling egg cup. Perhaps I should, though. Again, thinking of it reminds me of my mother and how she taught me to notice details and appreciate beautiful things.

Unfortunately, that antiques shop didn’t stay in business for more than a year or two as I recall. How sad. It was a charming shop filled with lovely things. The owner was friendly, and she sold quality pieces. In addition, it was a place designed for women, and my mom and I were saddened by the loss of a place that honored the kinds of things that women past had used and women since could cherish.

Needless to say, I, the committed collector, still have both the teapot and the egg cup, which I’ve displayed in one apartment after another and in both houses we’ve bought here in the Rochester area. Both are still precious to me because they are beautiful and because they remind me of Mom.

So sad that she can’t be here this holiday weekend as we get together with family.

Happy Labor Day weekend, Everyone.

Patti
The Committed Collector

 

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