Monday in my studio I heard a rattle at the bottom of my metal staircase. This is a “knock” from my dear friend, Funky Frank. He was coming up to show me his latest treasures. He had attended an auction in rural Vermont and found some “honeys” as he says. I didn’t get a photograph, but Funky Frank bought a Doctor’s bag in a fabulous black leather and he sold it to me for 5 bucks. I can study it to see the detail, construction and stitching techniques.
He also bought this unique necklace that I didn’t have any interest in, but he found it amusing and had presenting it to his very fancy ex-wife at a dinner recently. She chose to pass on the gift. Then, I followed him downstairs so I could see the really “honey” of the day—the metal horse. This object of art is so cool. The color was amazing. I could see all kinds of uses for it, but I have no space. If I had a loft with lots of room, I would’ve hung my necklaces over it or scarves or just placed it randomly in an empty corner. I unfortunately had to let the horse find another home.