A few years back my husband found these amazing vintage wallpaper rulers. Of course, he snapped them up even though we had absolutely no idea what we would do with them. They languished a bit. We’d dust them off from time to time. They’d go back in the corner. And then I was decorating my new office. I knew they would look perfect. And as it turns out they are, in more ways than one. That nifty little metal cutting edge turns these beautiful salvaged pieces into an utterly fabulous and tremendously useful magnet board.
Go forth. Salvage and Prosper.
On this outing I got stuck in the second stall, rummaging through baskets of vintage linens and napkins. When done there, I only made it two stalls further. He was two rows away by then, though I could still see glimmers of the safety orange sweatshirt he wore specifically to increase his visibility (I get lost easily) .
Not so very long ago, recycling was a way of life, not a trend. A surprising, if not charming, reminder of this wended itself my way at an antique shop in Brunswick, ME. A feed sack, of all things, was purposed for fiber art! Utterly functional in getting supplies to the farm, this beautiful coral cotton sack was printed with inks that are easily removed expressly for the purpose of allowing the cloth to become a dress, a curtain, a pair of knickers. It is a fabulous concept that I had never come across before. I’m completely enamored. As my husband and I continued our flea market hopping, as we are known to do, this fabulous thing that I had never been aware of before kept presenting itself. And I lost all control. I purchased every feed, salt, and growing ration sack from Woolwich to Bath. And now, to the studio. Must. Sew.
Around here, scrounging through flea markets and junk shops is sport. Sunday morning. Coffee in hand. Eye for the prize. Some days we get nothing. Some days it’s a haul. We love a good score. Our last outing resulted in a carload of vintage laundry basket, enamel ware, and vintage textiles. And poodles. Yes, poodles. […]