Saturday, December 18, 2010
RANDOM ESTATE SALE
back yard of the house looks on the freeway thru milwaukee. i have been to a sale near it also overlooking the satdium. older house, but banal. climb up the stairs into the sun porch. lots of stuff, but nothing for me, but drool over the grotty wood wardrobe. nasty stain, but it is attractive to me. like a reptile skin. but go in. bad flow, but go thru living room to find the kitchen. not much. look thru platters/plates. pier 1. nice but not me. blue pottery. nothing. go downstairs. ahh. lots of stuff to paw thru. art supplies! ugh. oil pastels. HATE. man, i need to clean up my art area in the basement! somebody had the good brushes as i got there. llok thru sruff. ok, the picnic basket take. and the rainbow pinwheel for mom, she loves rainbows. take a not great handle but ood natural hair brush. ahh, she recycled furniture for art too. government worker certificate. linoleum printing blocks. not terrible. go back upstairs. how do i get to 2nd fllor. nice paint in hall, grey beige. medium. bad yarn. oh. lke the primative box. seen in catalogues. ooh, old brass key! MINE. CHICKEN! take chicken too. ooh, where did i find the bird art? basement i think. small room next door. nice painting on the wall. ornies blegh. xmas xams, hey, candles! nice curved couch section. that's it. back downstairs. look again at the ceramic ball. change my mind, i do not get it. look thru her art books. it is a very nice wc wyeth book. and the others, but only take the georgia o'keefe. then look at the jewelry table. lots of crap, cute cat. take that. all 50$ each? ooh, picked up a small beaded chain. cold. i bet jade. nice box clasp. gotta be vintage. ooh, glass frog, damages, but i like the toes.
and my camera is dying. FUCK.
