The Antiques Garage at 25th Street off 6th Avenue is my ideaof hell on earth*.
Obviously lots of people love it
and dress up to go there. Outside of Halloween, I've rarely seen so many people in costume picking over the unwanted possessions, antiques, collectibles, bric-a-brac, clothes, toys and assorted junk of people who are dead already, probably.
I have too vivid an imagination, and start wondering where this stuff came from and what sort of lives its owners led. Who sat in this gilt, brocade chair? What are those blobbles?
And who sat on this silver stool in front of the magic mirror putting on make-up?
Yikes!
And then the tortured Christ-figures all ribs and blood-on-the-feet
not to mention the poor dollies boneyard.
The mannequins' tennis party next door was almost a relief.
* Then why go, you sensibly ask? I wanted to sell some old china dolls. Failed to do so. and will never go there ever again. Karen, take note!
THAT place is my idea of heaven! All jumbly and nonsense! The dead guys on a stick and dead dollies! The art possibilities are endless. I want to go there
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh I want to visit that place. I hate junk and stuff and want to have as little of it as possible, but I like to browse peoples old weird creepy things in places like this. Loved this posting!
ReplyDeleteGosh. I am so with you. Too awful and sad. Who owned these items were they filled with loving memories and now they are just tossed in a bin ?
ReplyDeleteExcept in my studio that is filled with paints, paper and books, I try not to have too much stuff, less to dust and save money.
cheers, parsnip
"Yikes" is right. But it looks like fun.
ReplyDeleteBarbara
I see what you mean. Those Christ figures are gross. More and more of these places over here.
ReplyDeleteUrgh, yes, I agree. It all looks horrible. I might like it if it was very, very, very cheap, but something tells me it wouldn't be :)
ReplyDeleteI love the first guy's coat and hat - were those for sale?
ReplyDeleteYikes is right! I get the heebie-jeebies just looking at your photos.
ReplyDeletereally it's cuz it's not as good as it used to be, man. when they took over the open parking garages and built up stuff and made them all move indoors to the three floor garage....well, it just ain't the same.
ReplyDeleteWhat a hilarious place, customers included!
ReplyDeleteThe cherry on the cake is your choice of words, Elizabeth: dolly boneyard (!) made me almost fall off my chair. That is my post of the year, it truly is, love it, love it, love it!!!!!!!!!
Does seem scary indeed, but maybe some people love them....not me for now. Hope you are well :) Hugs...mK
ReplyDeletewhen i saw the yikes! -head, i immediately thought of linda sue. i knew she would like it!
ReplyDeletewonder if they have sold the pink elefant that used to tout its trunk in front of the shop...
the broken dolls look really scary!
ReplyDeleteElizabeth, you have definitely captured this place. I also think I visited it once...some years ago.
ReplyDeleteOverall, I think New York City antiques markets are not very appealing. The treasures are elsewhere. Or maybe my eyes are not attuned?
xo
Creepy. I had to stop drinking my tea when I looked at this. I HATE old upholstered things! Ick.
ReplyDeleteYuks those Christ figures are revolting but a good post.
ReplyDeleteOohhh, I'd love to browse through there too!
ReplyDeleteWhat a fascinating schmadrae (spelling?) of stuff!
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