Monday July 16, 2012
Out of the Closet is a fairly awesome thrift store near my house. (Contrast with Bargain Barn, re. which a story at the end of this post if I remember.) They’re way smaller than typical thrift stores but they always have great stuff, particularly in the way of furniture. Their book selection, too, is better than at a typical thrift. I don’t know if their donations are just of better quality, if there’s better curation going on, or if it’s some combination of the two. But while browsing through the other day, here’s what I found.
You’re young. You’re sensitive. Of course your Penguin editions of Vasari’s Lives of the Artists is well worn. (Also check out the clever blacking out on Volume II.)
But wait, what’s this? The chapter on the Life of Leonardo Da Vinci, Florentine painter and sculptor, 1452 – 1519, is bookmarked with a photograph!
There it is. Our reader and his mom, in younger, more innocent days. During a recent podcast, our man in Washington D.C., John Dickerson, mentioned a used bookstore in Raleigh, NC, which is decorated with objects found folded into the pages of the books that have passed through it, specifically a father’s handwritten rules for his daughter. The Art and Culture Center of Hollywood (where I work!), recently had a pretty well acclaimed exhibition, Artist Unknown, of found photography. This is the way of the world.
Anyway, Bargain Barn. A HUGE place full of used furniture around the corner from Fred Snitzer’s gallery. You’d think it would be amazing. (And like Out of the Closet, their proceeds go to a good cause.) And for sure there are great things to be found. But the hit/miss ratio is very low. A few months ago I was looking for a desk. Buried (quite literally) behind and under a veritable wall of other furniture was a desk that I thought might work (small, long-rectangular, and low). It had a broken drawer, but I for some reason thought it could be fixed. There was no price posted, and it took quite bit of effort to get one quoted to me. $50. (Yes, seriously.) I tried, as it were, bargaining, but to no avail. Left without it.
About a month later I happened to be back in the neighborhood, and decided to pop in to try again looking for a desk. Amazingly, the same desk was still there, this time even less accessible behind a fort of broken bookshelves and distressed dressers. Again I had to hunt for someone to give me a price. I shit you not, they said $60. Later that day was actually my first time in Out of the Closet, where I found a relatively awesome and legitimately mid-century modern desk for $40.comments powered by Disqus