Monday, December 2, 2013

Visiting a Junker's Nirvana

I have always been a collector of stories. I use to ask my grandparents to tell me about their lives.
In fact, when I was pregnant with my oldest daughter, I asked my Grams to come and just tell me stories as a gift. I spent 6 hours that day hearing about her amazing life. Even though I had heard her stories a million times, now that she's gone I would give anything to hear them again. I guess that's why when I met Archie, a 84yr old man whom I met at a garage sale, meant so much to me. His stories of his life and the people he has met touched me as much as his love for junk.

When I first met Archie, a couple months ago, I was FLOORED with just how junk much he had. 
He had built a garage off his house big enough to hold his HUGE RV but it was FILLED with banana boxes of goodies. You should see the storage box he has promised to me. I can't wait to add it to my studio. While we were talking that day, he had mentioned how he would love to share his patio with me. That it was filled with some AWESOME junk and each piece had a story. This past Saturday he invited me up to his house - he had a light that he wanted me to have and he wanted to share his patio with me. Boy did I walk into a Junker's Nirvana ...

Beware - this is a photo heavy post
Now, I'm gonna shut up and tell ya ...

Let the Drooling Begin















I couldn't wait to share with you the story behind this table
It was made from the wood from the White House after a kitchen fire in the late 1800's
Archie has the paperwork for it. Amazing, right? It's SO beautiful













This table belonged to Archie's Mom & Dad bought in 1928 and still in mint condition
Archie told me how the base was originally green, to match the top - there's a green diamond between the pink ones, but his wife painted it pink
Just beautiful ...


 Just look at the base ... say it with me
Ahhhhhhhhhhh ...




Wanna see the light he had for me?
It's a vintage shop light that now sits in my studio on my worktable
All I had to do was re-wire it

Wasn't that Nirvana?
I could have told you the story for each piece 
I feel very blessed to have met Archie
To know that there are others that love junk like I do
I joked with him that if he ever tired of it, to keep me in mind

Do you have a love for stories like that?
: )



3 comments:

Jeanette L. said...

What an amazing place! I loved hearing my grandparents stories, too Deanna and miss them very much. I love the White House table! What a find. I'm sure you made it home with a few items from there to work your magic. Much of what I saw was perfect "as is"...thanks for sharing :)

Lisa said...

Oh my gosh - such wonderful treasures! The pink table!! *swoon* and I spied an amazing blue jar --the sewing machine table with the drawers looks like one I thrifted a couple months back! Thank you so much for sharing. I enjoy hearing others' stories so much because I didn't get to hear any from my grandparents. I think it's so important to have them! Thanks again!

Nancy Jamba said...

Oh! My! Gosh! How incredible and beautiful all of his treasures are. How you ever manage to leave his "Junker's Nirvana" is beyond me. Thanks for sharing all of those wonderful stories...that are now your's to share.