Family Time and Tag Sales

Two of my sisters visited the fam this past week.  It was lovely to do dinner and take in a show with all of them in Thursday.  Friday was one of those rare days when all 4 of us daughters were in my parents house.  My three sisters and I all get along, though when there’s that much estrogen in one house, a fight does tend to erupt (usually involving me… whoops!).

One sister left yesterday morning, and this morning I went with Dad to drop off my other sister at the airport.  But before doing that, She and I pulled out a drawer of old photos.  Mainly photos of her from when she was little (I’m the youngest by many years), though there was one photo of me that we found…

Me and Mom

Poufy hair and a Polaroid…. does it get any better?

And living around the corner from the Metropolitan Museum means that I get to go there all the time and discover new pieces that I love.

Van Gogh in the permanent collection at The Met

And on a totally different note…

This coming weekend is the ASID of CT’s Designer Tag Sale!

I will be there helping my Mother, Betsy Lange of Clay-Biddle Associates, as well as hawking some of my vintage wares from my Etsy Shop and new products.  Momma Bear will be selling her hand-painted tiles, fabric, and possibly even some wall paper.  I’ll be there with vintage bottles, books, and corkscrews to decorate your table tops, as well as our brand new, hand-matted vintage children’s illustrations.  I’m super excited about these and have spent many hours hunched over in the studio with a matt-board cutter. Hopefully yall will like them as much as we do!

Vintage Children's Illustrations

These prints have all been taken from children’s books from the 1940s.

Vintage Illustrations

I know there was a lot in the post, but I’ll give yall a reminder about the tag sale later this week.  If you live in Fairfield or Westchester County you should definitely stop by… if not for me, then for all the other amazing designer deals!

When: 10/29/2011

Time: 10:00 am – 04:00 pm

Location: at Christ Church in Greenwich, CT.

 

Cheers!

~Robin

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What to do with damaged books?

As I work my way through collections of antique books, I inevitably find a book filled with great illustrations, but either completely worthless or very damaged.

In the case of the worthless books, I think the answer is rather easy.  Why try to sell a book that most people in the world don’t want, when I can take the great illustrations in the book, matt them myself, and sell beautiful prints ready to be framed?  Easy, especially with books like old children’s story collections that were printed by the thousands.

But what about the once valuable but now damaged antiques?

I am currently eyeing a copy of Studer’s The Birds of North America, asking myself that exact question.  This book was sometimes called “the poor man’s Audubon” because it was almost as beautiful, but much more affordable for the average hobbyist.  This is an 1895 Sportsman’s edition of the book, which I have found in good condition selling for $750.  This edition was a limited printing of only 1000  copies, with each one hand-numbered.

The copy I have, however, is not exactly in good condition.  The cover and spine are near perfect.  The current owner bought it for a song (about $15 in the 60s) because he loved the prints.  The problem?  The previous owner already removed over half the prints of a book whose primary merit is the beautiful prints.  And the majority of the prints still present were cut out and later taped back in.

But, like I said, this was a limited edition book, and this particular copy was number 236.  Even the paper used for the end pages is beautiful.

So what do I do?  Do I continue the dissection of this piece of birding history, or do I try to keep the book together?

I think for the moment I have to just wait and mull this one over.  Suggestions are more than welcome in comments here, or at my Etsy shop.

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Raggedy Ann and Andy

To continue with my new trend of posting about things in my new Etsy shop, I thought this week I’d post about a series of books that reside in my parents’ house, but won’t be going up for sale:

One of the types of old books I’ve rediscovered while helping my parents clean out their house make up a collection of Raggedy Ann and Raggedy Andy books.  While most people are familiar with the wonderfully huggable ragdolls, I’m unsure how many non-enthusiasts know they began as stories illustrated by their creator, Johnny Gruelle.

 

Gruelle wrote the Raggedy doll stories during a period of great change in American society.  While America was progressing there was (as there always is) a social backlash, glorifying traditional values.  Gruelle exemplified this in his mission statement, “The Gruelle Ideal”:

It is the Gruelle ideal that books for children should contain nothing to cause fright, suggest fear, glorify mischief, excuse malice, or condone cruelty.  That is why they are called ‘BOOKS GOOD FOR CHILDRED’”

The stories were inspired by a ragdoll found in Gruelle’s parents’ attic and given to his daughter Marcella Delight.  And while I would usually rag her for her name, it doesn’t feel appropriate since she sadly died at the young age of 13 from an infected vaccination.  At the time of her death, Gruelle was just getting his Raggedy Ann stories published, and obtaining a copyright to produce Raggedy Ann dolls.  After her death he kept the Raggedy Ann doll he had given her in his studio as an inspiration.

 

Throughout the years Gruelle used many illustrators, including his son Worth.  The illustrations were what always drew me to these books as a child.  I remember after my older sisters had gone to college, while I was still very young, my mother put the books in my room.  I would sit there looking through the pictures, mainly because at 3 I couldn’t be bothered with reading a whole page of text.

 

Some of the books are now worth quite a lot, including the 1960s reprints after the Bobbs Merrill Company acquired the rights.  The reprints were nearly identical to the original books, with the same layout, size, and images.

Beloved Belindy, for example, is still a highly sought after item.  It is very often listed for at least $50 on auction and bookseller sites.  Despite the racist undertones (Belindy is a Mammy Doll, displaying Black-Face makeup) and propagation of the African American caretaker of wealthier Caucasian children, Gruelle tells a sweet story about a Nanny caring for and teaching her young wards.

For some books you may not find someone willing to pay more than $5.  A good site to start with is AntiqBook, which displays results from professional booksellers around the world.  I start a lot of my research on this site, and always suggest it to people curious about their old books.  But do be warned- booksellers pay a fee to have their inventory appear on that site, and most do not include pictures, so you’re judging quality by their word alone.

I’d love to hear from other collectors about their Raggedy Ann and Andy knowledge!

(a lot of information here on Johnny Gruelle came from wikipedia and Patricia Hall’s essay on Raggedy Land.)

 

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The New Apartment is Officially Warmed!

Apologies for the lapse in posting, but I’ve had a happily busy week!  Last weekend the boyfriend and I welcomed some friends into our house for a housewarming party… never mind that torrential rain kept many people from braving the New York street.

My friend Kallie, writer of Happy, Honey, and Lark, came by and took some great pictures, which you can find on her fantastic blog.

Owl Votive Picture by Kallie from Happy, Honey, and Lark

And at the same time, two of our dearest friends from when we lived in Durham came to visit for the week.  While the boyfriend worked, I got to go around the city doing incredibly fun touristy things I’ve never had the chance to do… eating cannoli in Little Italy, wait in a (VERY) long for the Circle Line Cruise (didn’t actually get to go…) walking across the Brooklyn Bridge, and going to the Top of The Rock (Rockefeller Center Tower).  Pictures from this last week will come when I can actually find my camera….

future post: Vintage Raggedy Ann books, value both monetary and sentimental.

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Little Golden Books may be Little Golden Craft Treasures…

So one of the type of book I am currently inundated with from my parents’ collection are the Little Golden Books.  Unless they’re first edition, and very early in the series at that, they are virtually worthless.  LGBs were printed in large quantities and sold for .25 cents (whatever happened to the ‘cent’ symbol on the keyboard?) at drug stores.  Most of mine consisted of Disney and Bugs Bunny.  I’ve trying to figure out fun things to do with the images from these great little books.

While on a sortie at my local Goodwill, I found a great vintage lucite handbag with clear sides.  In the windows of the clutch there were some very ugly pictures of roses, but they were perfect to use as backing for images from my Peter Pan LGB:

 

Lucite handbag with Captain Hook's Ship

Peter and the Darlings Lucite Handbag

On Etsy I keep seeing the ubiquitous sketchbook/journal made from old covers (there are also some great Nancy Drew versions), but I’ve also seen people make adorable bunting out of them:

 

handmade bunting by Collectingfeathers

 

But after searching ‘things to do with Little Golden Books’ on Google, I found the most amazing result of a surplus of LGBs yet:

 

 

Little Golden Book Gown made by Ryan Novelline

Check out Ryan’s Website for more pictures of the actual process of making this amazing gown, as well as his other cool projects.

 

Hopefully my creativity will kick into high gear and I’ll be able to come up with something as creative as these people.

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Changing the Change

So over the next few days/weeks I’m going to be rolling my new Etsy Shop, Dig This Bird.  Remember how a year ago I was stressing about trying to clear things out of my life and my parents house?  Well, my love of all my parents’ old books has gotten me to decide to work on selling them.

But better than the nice old books are the prints in a lot of the children books. Some of these books aren’t much on their own, but the prints are certainly frame-worthy.  I could picture this old Man of La Mancha illustration in a little boy’s nursery:

 

These fun illustrations are the entire reason my parents have held on to these books for so long.  I’m trying to spend my free time scouring Thrift and Vintage shops around Manhattan to find fun frames to put these in, as well as more great antique books at a low price.

So here’s to new beginnings, fun finds, and preserving the art of the paper book.

 

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Books, for lack of a better post.

Since graduating from a masters program I’ve had a lot of time for reading- or at least few enough things to fill the day with that I’ve done more reading than usual.  I’ve gotten through the first four Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy books, Love In The Time of Cholera (finally), The Power and the Glory, My Name is Red, and sadly Twilight, New Moon, and Skinny Bitch.  The last three were mindless distractions, but were at least enjoyable.

Of all of these, the two that have affected me the most are Love in the Time of Cholera and My Name is Red.  Perhaps it’s the descriptions of emotional passion, be it for people or careers or memories, that put these two books in my top book list.  After reading One Hundred Years of Solitude a few years ago, on the suggestion of a dear friend who did an entire art project based around the imagery in the book, I’m suprised it took me so long to read another Gabriel Garcia Marquez book. And even though I loved Cholera, I still think Solitude is the better book.  Reality is s ofar removed from the book that you spend half of it feeling like you’re reading it while standing on your head, which I can’t help but find more interesting than a love story- albeit beautifully written and constructed with moments of such truth that you have to stop to record sentences so you don’t forget them.

And what I like about both books, Garcia Marquez’s Love in the Time of Cholera and Orhan Pamuk’s My Name is Red is the cultural settings that I am so far removed from.  Marquez’s South America is a place I understand only through being not so far removed geographically, and from knowing  people from that area.  Pamuk’s Ottoman Istanbul, though, is a world I will never experience beyond the pages of his book.

The romance in the book is not it’s strength, which was just the author’s intention, I think.  The best moments are the inner thoughts of the Sultan’s miniturists and The Murderer.  The passion he gives to their beliefs and convictions make me wish I could feel a calling the way Pamuk’s artists do.

In both cases, I am left longing to be doing something other thant tearing through books, sending out job applications, and knitting all day.  Can something please finally break?

Now to decide between finishing Pride & Prejudice & Zombies, or starting either Middlemarch or Eclipse (darn you Stefanie Meyers and your addictive story-telling).

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