Tuesday, June 07, 2011

I'm Not A Beige Person

I keep my remote controls in this old truck. My friend Ann Abeyta was with me and she talked the guy into letting me have it for 8 dollars. He wanted 10. I would have paid 20.


I keep my takeout menus in this. If I leave Los Angeles I have to move to a city with restaurants that deliver or I'll starve to death.

I found this architectual drawing of the Paris Opera by Andras Kaldor at a Salvation Army here in LA. It was 10 dollars! I was with mom when I bought it and she thought it was "horrrrrrrrrrrrible" so of course I HAD TO HAVE IT. Two years later I caught her ogling it and she said, "eeet's really beyutifool, eeznt eeet?" And no, schizophrenia doesn't run in our family. Even though we have plenty of candidates for it.

I found this thingamajig, underneath the drawing, at a thrift shop. I have no idea what it is but it was perfect for my spices. It reminds me of how I went through Alegbra 2. What the hell is this?

This is a table pinball game I found in a vintage store in Santa Barbara. So of course I hung it on a wall.

This is the same table pinball game in my living room. I inherited the two watercolors underneath it. The middle one was done by Tom Street, a Florida artist who got cancer and killed himself.

The one underneath it was from our house in Washington D.C. Meanwhile, my mom, Dad and I were all afraid of water. We like to look at it the way it should be looked at, on a wall.

I buy anything with Paris written on it.

I got this Japanese pillow off EBay. It was made in the 1950's. I entertained the troops in Tokyo and love Sapporo. I can always come up with a reason why I have to have something. Beer is as good as any.


I bought this sign in St. Petersburg, after my Dad died. Emails and texting can never replace a phone call. I feel sorry for the future.


This clock is from the legendary Pasadena Flea Market. It was made in China, when Mao was putting his picture on anything. There were only 4 of them and this one was in pristine shape. The Hollywood Bowl wanted to borrow it as a metronome but said I could keep it in my house because they could hear it from there.


And now it's all going into boxes. To be unpacked on.......






13 comments:

  1. Maybe opening your own vintage store is your calling! You have such cool stuff.

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  2. Oh, wow....it's already June, isn't it?

    I know you'll land in the clover.

    Wish I could help...

    Shade and Sweetwater,
    K

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  3. -->I had no idea you had a fear of water. As you know, we're always in the water. It makes for an easier fall off the wagon I take every weekend.

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  4. I'd say and tell you you'd make so much money on ebay...but I know you, you can't part with any of it.

    My fave? The telephone sign. THAT I'd have in my kitchen right now.

    I love it.

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  5. We packed and moved ourselves last time round, and still lost stuff - we have no earthly idea how or why. Hope this doesn't happen to you. Your stuff is way cooler than ours, and I notice a lot if it has a story attached. Stories are good things to attach to stuff - way better than price tags.

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  6. Wow you do have a lot of stuff, don't you?
    I agree with Jen, you could totally open a vintage store with all the cool stuff you have!

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  7. No beige goin' on here. Love the truck!!!

    Hang in there kitty cat.

    Cheers,

    Casey

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  8. Oh, i love how eclectic you are. Some of that stuff is awesome...and the truck? KICK ASS!

    We're def gonna meet some day...

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  9. Awesome collection I bet a few of them would be worth some top dollars...run on over to LV with that pinball machine...

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  10. So - where are you moving to?

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  11. as a non-cook, what the hell do you need spices for? oh,yeah... drinks! :P lol

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  12. I just wrote, "Paris," on a paper towel. Fifty bucks...

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  13. I wish I lived in a city where I could get take out from tons of places. I'm lazy.

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