There's something about Estate Sales that brings out my voyeuristic tendencies. I spent the morning. rummaging thorough old books, some worn from year of reading, and knick knacks lovingly displayed in glass cabinets. As I move from table to table a picture beginnings to form in my mind... a spunky gal who played bridge on sunday, per three boxes of playing card, and made jewelry on the side and a husband who enjoyed photography/collecting every type of camera under the sun and building grandfather clocks. A mixture of gems and junk turn into a great treasure hunt. I found some tins, trays and some wonderful children's books with fantastic illustrations.
I have grand schemes to use some of these illustrations in my jewelry and art pieces, but that's getting a little ahead of myself. I only just made my way back into the studio, but the breath of creative action is swimming around. Always a good sign.
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