Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Saturday morning shopping
Saturday morning I had both kids, one hand in hand, and the other strapped to my chest. This could possibly be the worst way to get any real shopping done. But, if you are a parent you know that its always better to get out of the house, than to spend your day looking at them thinking, what are we going to do now. Sometimes I even stare, and think why ? Why are you moving my furniture around ? Why are you grinding Cheerios into my rug? Why would you pull that lamp down on your head?
So, back to the pictures. We got up early on Saturday morning, with an estate sale advertised as second day, half off. It was close to the house, and I was feeling brave. The sale didn't pan out to have much left, but to keep the 5 year old happy, he is usually allowed to pick out something from a sale, just to keep him interested. So, he decided on two small plastic horse figures and a container full of clothes pins. I try not to question his choices, because when I'm out sale-ing the last thing I want to hear is, "what are you going to do with that?"
Leaving that sale, we had mapped another rummage sale we were going to hit up, and stumbled upon a church flea market on the way. Flea markets are a way better option for anyone that has kids in tow. I think being outside, rather than inside an estate sale, and the fact they usually have refreshments, which can sometimes help avoid buying some crap you don't need, and will most likely be donating to the goodwill.
This flea market had you typical flea market junk, but one vendor suited my taste perfectly.
He had just closed a shop in Chicago that specialized in Mid Century modern. Perfect.
I would have filled the car , had I not already with our big ass stroller. But probably for the best, I decided to choose one thing that I would have kicked myself for not buying. And here you have it. This beautiful original painting, done in 1960. The colors go perfectly with the rug in our living room, it has been beautifully framed, in a large grass cloth and wooden frame.
I was having a hard time making out the signature until I found what you can see in the third photo, tucked into the back of the frame, printed with : Maria Scotoni Paulstr. Reflects Dune Ville Zurich.
So, a long story for a purchase that I couldn't leave behind. We all left the flea market happy, I with a baby strapped to my chest, carrying a huge painting, 5 year old hand in hand, him in his other a chocolate chip muffin. Saturday morning shopping.