Scouring the Bins

gold-coins-300x238

One of my all-time greatest pleasures (note: this is being stated without a hint of irony) is the hunt of finding hidden treasures.  Going to tag sales, auctions, thrift shops, flea markets, even to the box marked ‘Free’ on the corner, to discover the abandoned, the thrown out, the forlorn and to recycle whatever it may be and bring it back to life once again.  Some of the most incredible finds, that I am delighted to call mine, were discovered on a stoop sale in Brooklyn (Marc Jacobs flats, vintage Dior earrings, a new modern velvet couch).  You would see me stalking the sales, preying like a panther, to dig up something I had never seen before.  I would turn over every leaf, flip through every book, never knowing what I might find.

It’s almost the detective work that is more exciting than anything else.  You touch, you flip, you look for a signature or a touch of rarity or novelty.  To have something that no one else has. That amazing book or ring, that may possibly be the only one left of its kind.  What’s better than being an original?

A box without hinges, key, or lid, yet golden treasure inside is hid.
J. R. R. Tolkien

193895

Courtesy of Ludwig von Mises Institute of Canada, Online Galleries