I've been on a mission of late looking for some treasures that I can use in an upcoming store display.
Although I've tried to remain focused, it has been a little too easy to stray from the brief. My team well know what I mean. It is totally a case of do what I ask, not what I do.
So, I'm down at Dunbar Sloane's auction, and what do I bid on? Or, to be specific, what do I keep bidding on?
Not the amazing french mannequin, or the very very lovely hoop button-back chair, ripe for re-upholstering, as per the plan.
No, I am seduced by the dollshouse.
A Tri-ang dollshouse, around 60 years old (I guess), complete with miniscule lights in each of the 6 rooms, a central staircase, and two tin fireplaces. I decide this is the 'new plan'. Something of a tangent, I surprise even myself!
The adrenalin is flowing each time I raise my hand. Oh yes, nothing so subtle as a sidecast nod, or point at the floor as per some of the obviously more experienced auction attendees. (Auction etiquette is another chapter altogether! )
And, at last, this little piece of real estate is mine.
Not beautiful (and a hurried photo on my phone), but such a gem! I think the peg dolls might like their new abode, after a little do-up of course.
As for the chair in the first image - a mottley wee box of mixed-era chattels and 3 orphaned babies came with my purchase.
I'll keep you posted on progress, together with some better photos soon!