Living With Antiques

posted over 2 years ago

Some might argue that we are, ipso facto, living with antiques, given our venerably advanced age in life. I've even offered the little joke that if my husband shoved me into a corner I could join the display of antiques. I've also said that he's the collector, I'm the duster.

Regardless, after over 40 years of collecting we're living with an awful lot of beautiful, sometimes-original, sometimes hand-made objects of art, from 19th century paintings, to clocks, oriental porcelains, and furniture of all descriptions.

It's pleasurable simply because wherever we look we find beauty meeting our gaze. One develops a finely honed aesthetic - along with a seemingly incurable penchant for antique hunting.

Of course the more you collect, the more you own, the more particular you become about the offerings, simply because in the process you become more knowledgeable and thus slightly more disciplined and selective.

But isn't the process a whole lot of fun. It's just amazing that there still is plenty of good things around, likely because it's continually being recycled, and of course concomitant with the recycling is the re-pricing. Upwards, of course.

All those wonderful works of art are there for our special delectation, appreciation and possible acquisition.

What a challenge. It shall not go unmet!

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1. over 2 years ago SilverStrand wrote:

Hello there! I wanted to tell you that from time to time I have read your blog entries and enjoy them! I can picture your ravine!
Interesting your granddaughter was underweight...My sons (now 27 and 25) were both premature at 2lbs and 3lbs respectfully. Quite the challenge to get them up-to-snuff as my grandmother used to say! But all the work paid off, they are without physical blemish of their humble small births and fared well in school as well. My oldest, Kevin is in marketing and Matthew teaches here at the Univ of Ga and is in grad school. I was 36 when I had my last, so do not expect grandchildren soon...they are late bloomers....with careers a-building!

On another note, my folks were in Munich after the war and my Mom collected scrumptous English antiques....living with them as a child was like growing up in a museum! Tea? my dear?? oh what parties I had pretending to be a Princess in her parlor! No wonder I read every Agatha Christier novel!

She still has it all surrounding her too.....the regal queen at 86! hahaha....I, her only child grew up the hippy, clearing out my closets each year to give to the poor with the axiom, if I have not used it in a year- out it goes! we are polar opposites!

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