Fill 'er Up! Stocking The Booth

Out with the old . . . 
and In with the old!

There are some new old things in the booth.

Ms. Gilda would like to introduce you to a small-scale mahogany

bombe chest, with a William Morris paper decoupage top.

She's a curvy gal.

A formerly beat-up 1940s mahogany chest has new life

in a coat of Annie Sloan Old White Chalk Paint,

and a well-buffed coat of wax.  Decoupage on top: origami squares

and Ralph Lauren glaze in tobacco.

Whoa.  Pink.

A 50 year old lift-off tray table gets a glam

treatment with hot pink paint, and a 

modern decoupage paper under the glass.

Snazzy.  And very pink.

Yes, it's a strong but beautiful color, and such fun.

 I can see martini glasses and bowls of

Cheez-Its on this table, can't you?

:-)

 Somerville Center Antiques is at 34 West Main Street in

downtown  Somerville, New Jersey.  Lots and lots of dealers,

but I think I'm the only one with a

hot pink tray table in residence just now.

Lots of new "smalls," too - from the serious to the very silly.

Which makes it fun!  -- Cass

Stuff, And More Stuff

Last time I checked, my little booth at 
Somerville Center Antiques looked like this:

But since then, some stuff has sold.

These are pictures from August.

I need to bring more stuff to the booth.

The enormous handbag on the Windsor is not for sale; it's mine.
Why don't I notice these things when I am taking the picture?

Today, after I put away all (most?) of the stuff

I brought home from the beach house

this weekend, I'll start Craigslist surfing.

One of my favorite thrift shops re-opens today,

after its summer hiatus.  Wow, that went fast!

Golly gee . . . what a hardship, to have to go out thrifting and auction-ing and estate-sale-ing, all to
hunt up more vintage goodies.  

Do you feel sorry for me?
No?   :-)
Wanna come?  Hop in the new minivan!  -- Cass                          

The Too-Lazy Days of Summer

Bad Cass.
My poor booth at Somerville Center Antiques
is limping along, pining from neglect.

I need to pull my socks up and get back to work.

Recent Sales:

A vintage Windsor-style bench.

I kind of wish I had kept it for our front hall!

Also sold, one of my favorites,

this Swedish style settee from Ethan Allen:

Such a really pretty piece, and fits right into either 
country French or Scandinavian design.
That wickerwork on the sides is double, too, and in perfect condition. Gorgeous!

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Someone wanted to buy the odd little corner cabinet

that I use for display only . . . I'm not sure if he took it or not.

There it is, below.

It ain't no great beauty, but it's useful in the booth.



Well, time to get off the computer,
and open up the Mod Podge.
Yup.  You heard me right.

-- Cass

Hey Lady, Get Back To Work!

"Sold" is A Good Thing 
when you have an antiques booth.

Small-scale refinished cherry drop leaf table.  Sold.

 Not replacing what's been sold

with new old stuff?

Not so good.

Used to have two of these old darlings.  Both Sold.

I am guilty as charged.

Nursery chair, tray table, 19th century stand, and "smalls."
Sold.

I popped into my booth at

Somerville Center Antiques the other day.

All Sold.

I have been neglecting it lately.

Pretty much everything in this picture, except the cradle, Sold.

I didn't take a picture of the
near-empty booth. Too neglected-looking.

I've got some things in storage to haul out and polish up,
or paint, or otherwise make ready for a new life.

Like this piece:

This adorable miniature bombe chest needs a little more work before it is
booth-worthy.  It's been vacationing in my parlor;
I will miss its chubby good looks when it goes to the booth!

On Sunday, Howard and I are going to
a country auction.  In a barn.

Out in the boondocks of northern New Jersey.

Yes, there are boondocks in northern New Jersey,

and they are beautiful.

Wish us luck!  -- Cass

What Graffiti?

Business has been moribund at my antiques
booth at Somerville Center Antiques.

Moribund.

Now there's a perfectly good word that I don't think I have ever used before.

This slump is probably the fault of a slow post-holiday economy,

and my totally ignoring maintenance and updating at the booth.

Probably more the latter.

Daughter Anne says she'll give me a hand this week,

moving some no-sellers back home, and bringing in new items.

And - because she is both an artist and a good soul -

she has agreed to help me do something with the

walls of the booth, which currently are a dull and dreary,

scuffed and worn-looking cream color.  Ick.

What will we do?

I'll let you know after we do it.

I probably should ask the landlord first . . . .

Cass

Ch-ch-ch-changes

Booth sales were sluggish in November.
Truth?  "Sluggish" would have been an improvement.

So why, with sluggish sales, am I on the verge
of taking a second booth at another antiques mall?

Because I'm crazy?

Yes, there is that ever-present factor.

Because I've got a really supportive husband, who likes

that being busy with antiques keeps me (mostly) out of mischief?

Well, yes.

Because I think I can better target what people might want to buy

if I split my inventory between two very different locations?

Bingo!

I am beginning to accept that I am not my own buyer!

I have a passion for American country furniture from

the 19th century (18th if I can find it!).

Pieces like this:

And this:

Sadly for my sales, American country furniture

is languishing in all too many antiques shops.

 Despite all that gorgeous patina.

These pieces have such character, and they are

part of our country's history.

But period antiques are just not hot right now,

even at bargain prices.

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What is selling?

Let me give you an example:

this little table sat for months in my booth, in its original state:

I finally brought it back home, painted it with

Old White chalk paint, and popped it back to the booth.

It sold in just a few days.

Time to change tactics, don't you think?

I have been peeking around at other antiques malls,

looking for one that would be a good fit for the American furniture.

I think I have found it.

I'll be changing the Somerville Center Antiques location

to appeal more to people just starting to furnish their homes,

rather than collectors.  My period antiques will move to . . .

I'll let you know when I sign the contract!

Yeah, I'm such a tease.  :-P  

Merry Christmas!  -- Cass

What's the Opposite of Smalls?

Antiques dealers lump their china and knick-knacks,
their antique linens and lamps and artwork,
under the vast umbrella of "Smalls."

Sales at my antiques booth lately have been mostly "smalls." 

Smalls are what dealers call things that aren't, well, LARGE.

These are smalls:

And so is this:

This is not: 

Here's a whole bunch of Smalls:

And . . . ditto:

So what do you call things that are not

classified as "Smalls?"

I like to call them "Sold!"
:-)

This gorgeous little table sold last week

to a lucky customer, whom I hope is

just crazy in love with it.

'Cause it deserves the very best of homes.

I hope you had a wonderful, bountiful,

and beautiful Thanksgiving!  -- Cass

Sprucing Up

Some bits of furniture sold at That Old House's
antiques booth last week, so on Sunday
Howard and I tootled down Route 287 to
Somerville, New Jersey, to restock the booth
and jigger it around a bit.

Usually I forget to take pictures when we do this.

But this time, I remembered.

Here's how we left it:

I like to take pictures so I can look at them later,

at home, slap my forehead and say, "What was I thinking?"

Whenever I do this, one thing in particular screams out at me:

"I hate white walls."

Picture those 3 walls a nice warm soft yellow,

maybe with a pumpkin-colored back accent wall.

Old wood looks really lovely against yellow walls.

Or perhaps painted a soft dreamy sage green, or a warm gray.

Anything . . . and I mean almost anything . . . except white.

Cold and temporary looking -- that's how it strikes me now.

We added three pieces of furniture.

A pink upholstered, walnut

Empire-style slipper, or nursing, chair.

An antique cherry drop leaf table -- nice smaller size,

country style, and in great shape.  No drawer.

Sturdy wood "wings" for holding the leaves.

And the demi-lune table that I painted in August.

I kept it at home until I was happy with the finish on its top.

By the way, that left leg is not crooked.  Optical illusion.

There are a few real favorites of mine still waiting for their

forever homes, including this mahogany piecrust table:

It has the prettiest crotch veneer on its top.
And no, I'm not being naughty.

I've always loved tole trays on stands, used as

coffee or side tables.  This tray's old, with a Chinoiserie style image.

The stand would fit any size tray; it expands as needed.

I'm seriously enamored of this writing table/desk, below.

It's just so gorgeous and classic, and made by Southwood.

In fact, it's so high end that it's too high-falutin' to live with us,

and begged to be sold to a classier gang.  :-)

This pumpkin/squash tureen is kicking off my Fall offerings.

Now I need to find some more.  Gee, what a hardship!

Now the oddest thing we put in the booth on Sunday was this:

It's a wee little corner cabinet, painted an unfortunate

green and cream, and it replaces

the larger black one that used to hold so many of the "smalls."

That larger black one was not for sale, but . . .

someone bought it.  That's the antiques biz, folks.

Anyway, another dealer was moving her booth yesterday,

and didn't want the little green fellow, above,

so I got it for thirty bucks.

It's not my dream solution by any means, but it will do for now.

Happy hunting in your neck of the woods! -- Cass

Sold!

On Saturday, at an auction, we picked up
a Hickory wing chair,
and popped it into the antiques booth.

Someone bought it today,
 taking it off to a glamorous new life.

Proving that there is still a market for plaid.

We like "sold."  
Partly for the money thing.
But even more for the "now I get to find more stuff" thing.

That's what I'm doing now . . . finding more stuff.
Hey, someone's got to do it.  -- Cass

Booting Up The Booth

I think that jabbering on about my antiques booth on That Old House is boring for TOH readers . . . so Booth jabber will now be on this blog, That Old Stuff.

Which I began a year and a half ago.
And wrote one post.
And didn't even make it public.

This was my first booth set-up, above.
I opened my booth at Somerville Center Antiques during Thanksgiving week 2011.  Most things sold, eventually, and new things came and went.  Which made me realize that if I wanted to really have some fun with this . . . I needed more space.

6' x 9' just wasn't going to make it.

In August 2012, my little booth moved into a bigger space - 8' x 12' - and so far, so good.

Oh yikes.  When I see the booth in pictures, it looks awful. I really need to do something about those walls.

And that is not a horrid black stain in these pictures; it is something on the lens of my camera.  My hated Nikon.  Hmmm ... could this be a good enough reason to get a new Canon?
Please say "Yes!"

 Furniture is what I really love to find.  Today I picked up an antique spinet desk at a beautiful home in Glen Rock, New Jersey.  The desk is adorable.

And one way or another, I'll squeeze it into the booth.  Check back on Friday.  Right now, it's still in the red minivan, on its back, snoozing, and faintly rattling at speeds above 40 MPH.

One of the hardest things about selling antiques and vintage stuff is . . . you kind of want to keep things.  Like, most things.

Like, a nice old quilt.  Does anyone out there know the name of this quilt pattern?  What I know about old quilts is pretty much nuttin' honey.

Remember the one-drawer stand I got off Craigslist last Thursday?  It sold the second day in the new booth.  Furniture works for me.

But what about wanting to keep everything you find?  You watch an episode of Hoarders, and there goes your need to keep it all.  Plus, you remind yourself that you have a husband.

Sanity.  It's a Good Thing.

And now I need to go and figure out how to make this blog public.  Ugh. Not my strong suit -- Cass