I’ve been taking a lot of
photographs lately, but nothing artistic.
“Editorial” be me. I’ve been getting in to work a little early each day,
and I shoot whatever catches my eye. I post to Facebook every day for the American
Cancer Society Discovery Shop/Point Loma.
I envy my blogging friend Tabor her time outdoors or with her flowers.
I’ve shot a lot of dishes
this week. The green IKEA ones amused me
greatly as they are copies of Russell Wright’s Iroquois pattern. I must say, I tried eating off the lime green
plates. They didn’t make it. I donated the bridge cloth and napkins under
them. They look unimposing, but a closer
look will reveal that they are all hand stitched…meticulously. Ah well, I will take them home if they don’t
sell.
This poor 1920’s dresser
is beyond tired, but it has all its drawers and mirror. I don’t plan backdrops, I just use them as I
find them. Here is a stunning black
Mexican vase crossed by a charmer of a pool stick. “As is” the tag says, but I didn’t stop to
find out why.
I featured this sofa today. Why for heaven’s sake? Because I am tired of looking at it. There it sits, week after week waiting for a
new home. Two new owners will be able to
lean back with their feet up and enjoy watching the Cubbies win tonight. Why not.
Would I own it? No. I have a big, white IKEA thing.
Although you can see my
photos on Facebook every day, you will have to imagine what I am actually
thinking about them.
For instance….that
beautifully buffed black vase doesn’t have a flat bottom.
A lovely table in your first photo! :)
ReplyDeleteTwo controversial comments: A limited vocabulary did not seem to stop that orange guy from getting so far. Everytime I read the name Duck I think of rich people in old Victorian homes with odd nicknames. By the way, I think I worked out the linkback thing!
ReplyDeleteYes, here you are a second day in a row. I hope to read the details on your blog.
DeleteThat does look like a very comfortable sofa, I must say. We can imagine ourselves sitting on it together, Mage and biting our nails watching the Cubs. I nearly got indigestion yesterday.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, when my son was in the Peace Corps in Mali, he said there were "Dead Tubab" stores. Those are clothes donated by foreigners. They assume those people must be dead to give up such nice clothing.
ReplyDeleteThat thought made me laugh. George did go through his pants today, and he has a giant bag of old favorites ready to go to the store.
DeleteYou're using your photography for a good purpose.
ReplyDeleteGood luck with the sales. You are a busy person, Mage.
ReplyDeleteI don't think we are going to give the sofa a new home.
ReplyDeleteThe blue on the sofa makes it attractive-ish.
ReplyDeleteMany of us these days no longer have a flat bottom.
I like the pot. Is it from Oaxaca, would you happen to know?
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