Some of you have asked for additional pictures from my estate sale fix from last week, so I thought I would post these photos of the red toy piano I picked up for a song! My brother Rex reminded me that it is the same turkey red color of the old upright he and I both learned to play as kids. Oh, the wonderful times and tunes we would beat out on that behemoth. Our duets could get pretty raucous. Our favorite? “A Lion Sleeps Tonight!” Rex has “Big Red” in his basement studio with a his collection of instruments, string and otherwise — each and every one he plays. Such talent I’ll never have musically, yet I still play on a baby grand I purchased at auction (cheap, of course) and had totally rebuilt (not so cheap). The day that piano was delivered to my doorstep a missing piece of my soul was restored. I’m terribly shy about performing, however, due to a freak-out screw-up at a senior recital when I was in high school. I was playing one of Bach’s two part inventions, messed up and never recovered. I can still play that piece. But my favorite playing is “by ear” and by myself. I started playing at three according to a photo of me at my toy piano on an early Christmas morning, with a smile about as wide as the keyboard you see here.
The signs were everywhere, along every main and side road all over town: “Estate Sale” … and it happened to be a house I drive by every day and wonder who must live there, or if anyone is still living there. I got my answer this morning at 8 a.m. as one of the first of the hard-core “pickers.”
Nothing gives me a rush or makes me feel as euphoric as going to a sale like this one. These days they are far and few between, and today I drank up the clutter, dirt and dust in excess. From what I could gather the widower who owns the place has gone to assisted living and thus, the sale of a lifetime’s collection of farm and household items. The outbuildings were the most fun and a few of us diehards dug through the piles of rusty tools and wood and were handsomely rewarded. Most of what was culled was just pennies. The tramp art table, clocks, blue/green pot, zig-zag trim, baby gate (makes a great trellis) and other items not pictured came to a grand total of $2. That’s T-W-O dollars! Truly, they almost paid us to take it. I presume the lady of the house must have been a flower lover like me because one outbuilding was piled with old flower pots, soil, chemicals and garden hand tools, in various stages of long neglect. (Ahhh… sweet elixir!!) Sadly though, as I waded through mounds of junk, I couldn’t help but notice the saved and now decayed funeral arrangements, still in their metal baskets piled in a corner. When did they stop making these metal baskets? Had to be 40 years ago. Sigh…
In the house, just a few odds and ends met my trained eye. So much was tempting, but either something I could “do” without, or just a tad too pricey for my Silas Marner sensibilities. Besides, I was really on the hunt for things I could re-purpose for the garden … containers, etc. (I even tried, with no success, to buy the piles of rocks in the yard.) I did find one item though that is totally a stupid, must have: A toy baby grand piano, with the sweetest decal above its keyboard, and its xylophone “innards” are in perfect tune. Precious! I don’t know if I will keep or resell. I just may use it as a prop in a photo for a future painting, then perhaps resell. A bargain at $28, I can probably double my money if I’m so inclined. Everything else in this photo with my new toy ranged from 50 cents to 3 dollars. Most were under a buck!
Perhaps my Concrete Cardinals were the best find of the day. Can you believe $3.50 each? The white one was out in the yard, and I found the red one undiscovered in the basement and the sales people were amazed that they had not found it earlier. Could it have been the snakeskins decorating the cellar floor??? Anyway, I was amazed that they sold it for the same price. Folk art-ish, art they? I LOVE them!
Check out the plant stand made of old machine parts and a black bucket! And the antlers are huge! More for my Stagfield collection.The real fun will be tomorrow when I start cleaning up the REAL junky stuff and making something “new.” More photos to come! Have a happy weekend! I know I will.