no one can know the distress of my mind.

Mac Grove is always one of my favorite neighborhood sales.  For those of you not from around here, the long name for this area is Macalester Groveland and it is near Macalester College in St. Paul.  Their neighborhood sales were last Saturday and about 40 homes were participating.  I picked my sister up at about 7:30 and we headed off.  Debbie was in charge of navigation and I was the driver.

mac grove books close up

I found some great vintage books and one of my fave finds was a ziploc bag full of vintage aqua Christmas bulbs.  Debbie spotted these, by the way.  I went right past them without noticing, but she held them up and said “um, hey, isn’t this your color?”  Dang!  Why yes it is!

mac grove bulbs close up

These don’t qualify as the ‘find of the day’ though.  That honor goes to the pile of vintage luggage.  All from one sale.

mac grove vintage luggage title

Isn’t this little train case incredibly charming?  And it matches my MMS Flow Blue chair perfectly.

mag grove vintage luggage 3

As if this matched set wasn’t enough, there were two more pieces that didn’t match including this charming monogrammed piece.

mac grove vintage luggage 2

Who remembers Northwest Orient Airlines?  They dropped the “Orient” in 1986, and of course merged with Delta in 2008.

I also found a lovely brown transferware pitcher and some primitive wooden utensils.

mac grove transferware

My pile of goodies was full of my favorite shades of blue and green.

mag grove blues and greens

After taking that photo, I decided to get out my macro lens and play around with some close ups of the little milk truck so you could see the detail.

mac grove milk truck

Seriously, how could I resist this thing?   The color, the patina, the little cow on the door panel.  And it was only 50 cents, so who could pass it by?

I still struggle a bit with the macro lens.  When I bought it I thought I would use it a lot for flower close ups.  Why I thought I needed close up photos of flowers is beyond me now.  The depth of field with a macro lens is very small.  You can see the results of that in this next photo.  Only the exact portion of the plate that I focused on is crisp (sort of?), while everything that is slightly closer or further away is out of focus.  This can be fun to play around with, but it is also rather frustrating.

mac grove china

When I took the closeups of the aqua bottle I could actually read what it said.

mac grove bottle close up

So I googled it to see if it was legit.  Turns out Dr. Pierce’s Favorite Prescription was a typical quack medicine from the late 1800’s to early 1900’s that originally contained opium.

A sales pitch for it said, “No one can know the distress of my mind as well as body. Dr. Pierce’s Favorite Prescription was the only medicine that seemed to do me any good. After I had taken the first bottle and part of the second. I could sleep well and all my troubles began to get better. I believe I took eight bottles and then I felt like a different person. I gave birth to another baby and my old complaint came back. I began using the “Favorite Prescription” and was soon relieved and was able to do my work, including the washing.”

Well, thank goodness she could do the washing, right?  She probably really enjoyed doing the washing after slurping down eight bottles of that stuff.

Too bad it was empty when I bought it!

lunchtime junkin’

First of all, just wanted to say thanks to everyone who showed up for the Eye Candy opening yesterday.  It was a gorgeous day, the wine kept flowing, the band was awesome and the shop is really darling.  And another big thanks to those of you who supported me in spirit even though you live too far away to show up in person!

Meanwhile, last week one of my regular sale customers emailed me at work to let me know about an estate sale taking place not far from my office.  Close enough for a lunchtime jaunt anyway.  So I invited my co-worker Cathy to join me and we hopped in the convertible and headed over.  I drive a baby blue convertible VW bug, by the way.  Not totally conducive to bringing home furniture, but if conditions are right and the top can be down, you’d be surprised what I can fit in there.

In this case, it was a gloriously sunny day.  Perfect convertible weather.  So off we went.

And I came back with this …

lunchtime junk

This was another dirty, junky sale.  No dirty Balls (jars, that is) this time though.

What I did find that really made me happy was a pile of crusty old paint brushes.  And actually, they weren’t in a pile, they were scattered about.  It was a lot like an Easter egg hunt.  Here’s one!  Oh, and here’s another one over here!  Here’s a big one!  And here’s a yellow one!

crusty brushes 1

crusty brushes 2

I have a plan for these crusty brushes, you’ll just have to wait and see.

In addition to the paint brushes, there were a couple of shop brushes (at least that’s what I call them) that I couldn’t resist.

shop brush

Am I nuts for thinking these are kind of cool?  I have a plan in my head for these too, so we’ll see how they turn out.

I bought the green ammo box strictly because of its color.

green box

I mean seriously, wouldn’t you have too?  The bottom was partially rotted away though, I’ve already had Ken make a new bottom using some old wood I had.  Personally, my goal is to make my vintage pieces functional.  So in this case, I wanted the box to provide storage for someone.

I originally planned to paint both of the toolboxes.

lunchtime tool box

But this one has a rather nice patina except for that darn swath of white spray paint down the right side.  So I decided to try sanding that down.  It helped tone it down a bit.  I added a couple of stencils, and I think it turned out rather fab.

stenciled toolbox

stenciled toolbox 2

This was a fun sale to dig around in.  There was so much stuff!  Unfortunately, we had a limited amount of time.  I’m sure if I’d kept digging I could have found more diamonds in the rough.  Although I was out of cash in addition to time.  So we piled everything into the bug and headed back to work.

Another lunch hour well spent!  Thanks for the heads up on this one Jenny!

 

getting dirty.

Are you one of those people who love to dig through piles of dirty, gunky, rusty, smelly stuff at garage sales?  Do you feel a special thrill knowing that you might unearth some fabulous treasure from the mound of unrecognizable stuff?  Do you love getting dirty?

Well, quite honestly, I don’t.  I often walk away from what are probably great deals because I just don’t want to get my hands dirty.  Or more importantly, I don’t want to encounter any big hairy spiders or scurrying mice!

But I made an exception the other day.  My friend Sue texted me to let me know that there was a garage sale just a block over from my house, and they had lots of old rusty junk!  I was in the middle of painting something, so I was dirty already anyway, so why not?

I called up nnK to see if she would be my partner in crime.  Her mom, we call her “the Jude”, was visiting so she let us take her beautiful, clean convertible.  That Judy, she is a saint.  She is also my number one packer at my Carriage House Sale, FYI.

Anyway, we popped over to the sale.  The first thing that drew my eye was a crate full of old blue canning jars.  Then I saw another, and another!  There were 4 crates in all, full of totally filthy blue canning jars.

Ball jars

I am so tempted to make a comment about dirty Balls here.  What is wrong with me today?  But I have to tell you, these Balls were super dirty.  Luckily nnK helped me dig through them because all of the ones with lids were at the bottom.  I brought home 20 of them.  I washed them up and now they are sparkly clean, but you should have seen the sludge that was left behind in my kitchen sink.

This ended up being one of those sales where they have some really cool stuff that unfortunately wasn’t taken care of and now was mostly ruined.  I hate seeing that, don’t you?

However, while looking through all of the items on the $4 table, I couldn’t help but take a closer look at the table itself.  It was kind of ‘vintage farmhouse fabulous.’  There was no tag on it though.  So I asked, “how much for the table itself?”  The sellers kind of looked at each other, and then the wife said “well, I guess it’s $4 too!”

dirty farmhouse table

Sold!  To the girl who doesn’t like to get dirty!  One small problem, how were we going to get it home?  I voted for nnK and I carrying it the one block home on foot.  It was pretty filthy, and the Jude’s car was shiny clean and all leathery and stuff.  But no, she insisted, ‘just pile it on’.  So, we did.

Judy and the table

Yep, that’s Judy back there under the table.  See what I mean?  She’s a trooper.

Ken had already left his mark on this table before I got around to taking the ‘before’ pictures.  He has shored up the legs, added supports under the drawers where there were none, and covered up a gaping hole above the middle drawer.  Now I just have to work my magic on it.

The first step will be giving it a bath, and then I’m going to try to salvage the very stained top.

dirty table top

And then I’m going to treat it to a milk paint makeover.  Stay tuned to see how it turns out.

more lunchtime finds.

I was out doing some lunchtime garage saling again last week.  I brought home this little pile of treasures.

lunchtime finds

Everything pictured will get some sort of a makeover.  I started with the big wood caddy and simply added a stencil.

french market toolbox

I believe this carrier was meant for gathering cut flowers.  I filled mine with some stock (that is the name of the flower, in case you are finding that confusing).  I wish I could say that I grew this myself because I think it would be lovely in the garden, but no, I purchased it from a front yard plant cart while garage saling last weekend.

toolbox stock

toolbox 1 angle

The second wood caddy needed a more serious makeover.  That green tree and fence stencil had to go.

toolbox 2 before

I painted the entire thing with Fusion’s Laurentien.

toolbox on chair

Then I added a French stencil in white to both sides.

toolbox 2 stencil close up

So much better than the tree, am I right?

toolbox full

I used the same beautiful stock to stage this photo, but this time it’s in a blue canning jar.  I love the pale pink in combination with the pale yellow centers.  So pretty.

toolbox 2 with stock

I’m still working on the basket, the 3 small chairs and the little watering can, so you’ll just have to stay tuned to see those!

nokomis.

Downward through the evening twilight,
In the days that are forgotten,
In the unremembered ages,
From the full moon fell Nokomis …

Yep, that’s the Nokomis that the neighborhood we garage saled in on Saturday is named after.  It’s also the neighborhood where both of my parents grew up.  And last Saturday it was the site of the most fantastic garage sale jackpot this year!

2015 Nokomis

Where do I even start?  The fabulosity was just overflowing!

Our party included myself, my sister and my friend Mary Kate who I have garage saled with since she was just a wee lass.  The forecast called for heavy rain and thunderstorms, but we are not daunted by such things.  We’re practically professionals, wink.  We just went into it assuming we’d end up drenched.  And the day did start out rainy, which makes things a little trickier because everything is tucked away in garages.  You can’t manage the ‘drive by’, where you look from your car and then just keep moving if all you see are bright plastic kid’s toys and piles of baby clothes.  We hadn’t gotten much yet when we came across an alley sale where the proprietors flagged us in.  They had a parking spot all ready for us and no customers, which made us a little nervous.  As I strolled into their garage, I saw Mary already standing over a pile of something with a look of pure disbelief on her face.  This was the find of the day for sure!  A whole pile of vintage cameras.

cameras

The story that went with them was priceless.  The seller’s mother had been a camera collector.  When she passed away, the seller had sold two big boxes of cameras to an antiques dealer and she thought that was all of them.  But while cleaning out the closet to get ready for her garage sale, she came across a third box that she didn’t know she had, so she threw them out for the sale.

Holy garbanzo beans batman!  Just look at them!  Clearly it was fate!

cameras 3So many cool cameras!  Some for Mary’s collection, and some for mine.

cameras 2

box camera collection

The fun did not end there folks!  I had all but given up on finding great furniture at garage sales this year, but this time I came home with this gorgeous bed.

bed before close up

And a fab pink dresser.

pink dresser before

I love the green and white on this wooden melon crate, and found an awesome green jar, a green McCoy planter and a pretty little ironstone pitcher.

green and white collage

Mary purchased this fabulous ceramic hand at my urging.  It will make a great place to hang her jewelry once it’s mounted on the wall.  She also picked up some art supplies.

hand painting

And last of all, I hope you didn’t miss Uncle Leon’s suitcase!

 suitcase collage

Yep, the gals that sold me the suitcase said it belonged to their Uncle Leon and he used to travel with it all the time.

You know it was a good day when a fab suitcase gets barely mentioned at the end!

What can I say?  Garage sales can be very hit or miss, but every once in a while you hit the jackpot!

hale, page and diamond lake.

My sister and I ventured out to the Hale, Page and Diamond Lake neighborhood garage sales on Saturday.  The listing showed nearly 100 sales!

hale page

We really had trouble finding them though.  I know that sounds crazy, and we didn’t expect it at all.  But many of the sales were in alleys and they didn’t have any signs!  I’m sure people felt like since they were on the map, they didn’t need a sign.  I’m here to tell you, au contraire people!  A sign at the end of your alley is still super helpful.  Especially if there isn’t a lot of foot traffic.  We peered down so many alleys trying to figure out if there was a sale down there.  We’re sure we didn’t hit even half of the sales.

But we still came home with some fun stuff.  The super tall plant stands are mine.  They are really unique and I liked the height.  I’ve already found homes for them, one on the deck and one in the garden.  The little sleigh is my sister’s.  She plans to paint it red and use it to decorate her apartment balcony at Christmas time.  I suggested she put a small tree full of twinkle lights in it.  The two metal corner shelves are my sister’s as well.  They were $3 each!  For that price, how could you pass them up?  They will tuck into corners in her new apartment and hold plants or books or whatever.

I snagged some french cheese plates and a little glass cloche.

dl french plates

And some vintage jars and kitchen utensils.

dl jars and vintage kitchen items

I’m calling this lovely vintage radio my find of the day.

dl find of the day

I just loved the vintage look of it.  Can’t you just picture a family gathered around this radio listening to news from the front during WWII?  Or maybe a sweet young couple dancing to some Glenn Miller on the porch on a sultry summer evening?

It wasn’t a super bargain at $20 (in garage sale terms), but I had to have it.  I think it will definitely make its way into some future furniture photo shoots.  But in the meantime, I’ve made a home for it in the cupboard on my front porch along with all of my old cameras.

dl radio

After Debbie and I gave up on trying to find more sales, we popped over to Stillwater to get some more annuals for my planters.  We ended up in Rose Floral which unbeknownst to me has a huge selection of fairy garden supplies.  My fairy garden needed a new look for this year, so I purchased a few new plants and a sweet little pergola.

fairy garden 1

 After revamping the fairy garden a bit, I remembered that I purchased some fairy lights for it a while back, so I dug them out and strung them in my little tree.  Here is a shot I took a little later in the evening to try and get the lights to show up.

fairy garden 2

For those of you who are new to my blog, my fairy garden is in a cracked bird bath.  It no longer holds water so I decided it would make an excellent fairy garden container.  You can see what it looked like last year here.

I do have a fairy in residence.  Can you see her there in the very front hiding under the hosta?

fairy in the garden

The rest of my weekend was spent prepping for my upcoming Carriage House sale!  I worked on a couple of fun projects that I’ll share with you over the next few days, so stay tuned!

plastic spoons and fake tattoos.

The Armitage and Kenny neighborhoods of Minneapolis always have their neighborhood garage sale on Memorial Day weekend.  Crazy, right?  And I usually go.  Even crazier.  This year my sister came along to share the fun.  Since it’s a holiday weekend, it is usually a very laid back, quiet sale.  Minimal traffic, plenty of street parking available, not a lot of shoppers.  It’s a different feel altogether from some of the other neighborhood sales.

armitage kenny

That being said, this year the pickin’s were pretty slim indeed.  An hour in and all I’d purchased was a bag of plastic spoons (for mixing paint), and some fake tattoos!

I’m not kidding about the fake tattoos.  I told Debbie she had to get one to show she’s a  Minnesotan now, and she said that I had to get one too then.

tattoo collage

So we paid $1 each for faux tattoos.

But just as I was joking about how ‘plastic spoons and fake tattoos’ was going to make for a great blog post title, we pulled up to a house with a lawn full of furniture.  Most of it ended up being fairly unappealing, but Debbie honed in on the large table with chunky legs.  She’s looking for a table for the craft room she’s setting up in her new apartment.  This table was the perfect size, it was quite solid, and if you looked past the shiny orange finish, it could be doctored up to pass for a pretty fab farmhouse style table.  Best of all, the table plus two matching benches was $10!  Yep, you read that right, $10 for all, making it our find of the day!

Aside from that, the only other item of note is the shabby chic chair.  I just love the details on this chair.

shabby chair

Initially I was going to leave the chair as is, but the more I think about it, I might have to paint it.  I may put it in my sale as is, and then if it doesn’t go, I’ll paint it.

That’s all I have for today folks!  Hope you are enjoying your Memorial Day.  Here in Minnesota it is supposed to be another rainy day and I plan to spend it in the Carriage House prepping for my upcoming sale!

linden hills, 2015.

Last Saturday was the Linden Hills neighborhood sale in Minneapolis, one of my favorites!  And this year I had my sister riding shotgun.

Linden Hills 2015

It was fun to get her fresh perspective on the neighborhood sale concept.  She said it reminded her of Halloween.  Lots of people walking around, many of them carrying bags.  Not filled with candy, but filled with treasures.  Everyone in a festive and friendly mood.

Linden Hills scale

The atlas jar belongs to my sister.  She wants to have a collection of vintage jars on display in her kitchen (I think I’m rubbing off on her, just a little).  I’m not sure about the fate of the postal scale just yet.  I may keep it for future photo shoots.

Linden Hills find of the day

I’m considering this sweet little vintage set of play china to be my find of the day.  I almost passed it by, but then I realized that it will be the perfect prop for an upcoming photo shoot (just wait until you see it!), and then it will make it’s way into the Carriage House sale.  Aren’t those little windmills just fab?

You can also see just the corner of a metal New York souvenir box (at least that is what I’m calling it).  I found another one of these years ago at a garage sale and I’ve been using it to store photos ever since.  I’m not sure what these originally contained, but they have drawings of places of interest in New York City on them.  Here is a better photo so you can see the details.

Linden Hills NY box

And I’m sure it didn’t go unnoticed that I found a gorgeous buffet.  It has some veneer issues.  In addition, it’s obvious that someone already completely removed the veneer from the lower drawer because the wood doesn’t match.

Linden Hills buffet

It also came with the most hideous replacement knobs.  Those will definitely be replaced.  But it was a bargain, and also our first purchase of the day.  If you want to find pieces like this at garage sales, you’d better get there right at opening time.

The Eiffel tower clock is another of my sister’s finds.  She’ll be using it in her new kitchen, which is going to have a ‘French Market’ theme.

Linden Hills paint

Finally, you might also have noticed the stack of Fusion paint.  No, I didn’t get that at a garage sale.  After the sale, Debbie and I headed out to Farmhouse Inspired in Hudson so we could stock up on Fusion.  There are a few colors I’ve been wanting to try, the Inglenook, the Buttermilk Cream and the Ash.  My sister chose the Liberty Blue for a project we are working on together, I’m using the Soapstone (you’ll see more about that soon).  So stay tuned!

bryn mawr, 2015.

Every spring I really look forward to the neighborhood garage sale season.  It kicks off with Bryn Mawr, one of my favorite neighborhoods in Minneapolis.  This last Saturday dawned bright and sunny.  It was gorgeous, which sounds like a good thing.  But what that actually meant was that Bryn Mawr was mobbed.  Everyone was out enjoying the fab weather.

I was out there with them and I brought home some goodies.

bryn mawr

The best find of the day was the aqua phone.  Isn’t it awesome?  And it cost me a quarter!

aqua phone

I loved the patina on this copper planter.

planter

I’ve decided to add some more vintage books to my photo prop stash and I found some great ones in my colors.

bryn mawr books

Are you sensing a theme here?  I had more than one person comment on how pretty the colors were in my cart.

I’m not sure what I’m going to do with these folding chairs, but they fit in with my color story.

bryn mawr chairs

I may try to recover the seats with some pretty vintage fabric.

I also found a couple of awesome metal boxes.  The red one is perfect as is.

toolbox collage

And its rusty companion has already gotten a paint job using Fusion’s Laurentien.

aqua toolbox

I didn’t get photos of all of my buys.  I also brought home a gorgeous sisal rug in perfect condition for $20, and a really cool wrought iron window box.  The home owner who sold it to me said she pulled it off her 1940’s bungalow when they replaced the siding and decided not to put it back up.

So now I’ve gotten my feet wet and I’m sure the spring garage sale season is only going to get better from here!

are you flippin’ kidding me?

Remember my inadvertent mid-century flip from last spring?  I purchased a Lane cubist credenza for $20 and sold it in the same day for $175.  Only to find out later that the guy who purchased it was a dealer and had it listed in his shop for $550.

Well, I said ‘live and learn’, and I think I got a little smarter the next time around.

I purchased two American of Martinsville mid-century pieces (after nnK spotted them on CL) and I flipped them.  I made a little nicer profit this time.  Even so, the impossibly hip couple that bought the credenza told me they were going to take it to Manhattan.  I have a feeling that they were going to make a tidy profit also.

Here are the pieces:

MCM flip collage

I’m definitely not a mid-century modern expert, but I know enough to sometimes recognize a good thing when I see it.  And these were gorgeous.

The other day my friend Sue stopped off at a garage sale near our work.  It was one of those “diamond in the rough” sort of sales.  A lot of junk, a big dumpster in the driveway, nothing marked or even really set up, just piles of stuff.  Luckily Sue is an intrepid garage saler.  She goes beyond the surface.  She asked if they were selling any furniture, and sure enough they said almost everything inside the house was for sale too.  Sue happened to notice that they had a couple of mid-century pieces, so when she got back to work she told me about them.

Actually, to be precise, she left a note on my chair that I promptly sat on without noticing, how embarrassing.

I did finally get the message though, and I popped over to the sale myself.  This story is becoming long winded at this point, but let’s just say several phone calls, 2 trips, some help from Mr Q’s strong heavy lifting friend and some sneaking around grandma later and I was the proud owner of these two pieces.

MCM collage 2

But the best part of the story is still to come.  You see, hanging on the wall above the credenza was a large metal pom pom wall sculpture.

Curtis Jere

Classic 1970’s.  On a lark, as part of my negotiations for the furniture, I asked if they would throw that in.  Absolutely!  They needed to have the entire house cleared out in 3 more days, “take it”, they said!

I’m pretty sure this is where Mr. Q earned sainthood.  Picture him kneeling on top of the credenza trying to unscrew this thing from the wall with metal pom poms stabbing him from every angle.  But, he did it, without a single complaint.

Turned out it was ridiculously heavy and nearly impossible to grab onto without getting stabbed, but we hauled it home where I promptly tossed it on the lawn and hosed off 35 years worth of dust.  This was the point where I thought “what in the world is wrong with me?  I am totally going to be stuck with this thing.  What was I thinking?”

Actually, I had gone into it thinking I could just use this piece to stage future mid-century pieces, but in reality it was just far too heavy to even consider hanging it in the photo cottage.  I was then tempted to put it at the curb with a free sign.

Instead, I googled it.  After several attempts at trying to find something similar, I ended up finding Curtis Jere.  And from there, I found the exact same piece for sale at 1stdibs online for … wait for it … drum roll please … is the suspense killing you? …  $5,900.

Yep.  I kid you not.

I did read online that it was imperative that the piece be signed.  A true Curtis Jere was always signed.  You should have seeing me going over that thing with a fine tooth comb looking for a signature.  I thought for sure it would be on the back (although in hindsight, what artist signs his work on the back?), but I could not find a signature anywhere on the back.  Finally Mr. Q said, “too bad, it’s just a knock off.”

But I did not give up.  I flipped it over, and kept looking.  Sure enough, a couple of minutes later, there it was!  A signature!  Not just a signature, THE signature.

Jere signature

Yep, I have an authentic Curtis Jere mid-century metal pom pom wall sculpture worth $5,900.  Are you flippin’ kidding me?

Now what?