Showing posts with label lost treasures. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lost treasures. Show all posts

Friday, November 25, 2011

Don't Get Too Involved



We humans are generally a pretty darn curious bunch.

If you are a really curious type, that can work in your favor.

Having that urge to know what is behind a door, around a corner, underneath a pile of junk, etc, can lead you to treasure.

It can also mess with your head....

One of the things I discovered early in my pickin' career was that there is a fine line between "research"and "obsession".

When you are dealing with situations like sorting/digging through estates of deceased persons, it is sometimes tempting to take some time to read personal letters, diaries, etc.

Frankly, sometimes that is actually something I'd recommend doing.  This is how fantastic "true story" movies get made, books are written, mysteries are solved (and created), etc.

But, there is a fine line between "research"/"due diligence" and "obsession".


Someones innermost fears, confessions, desires, etc, are quite likely things that person did not intend to ever reveal to another soul. the opposite may well be true in the minority of cases.

Perhaps the individual wanted the world to know certain things, but could only reveal them after their passing.  Many times this is owing to living a lifetime with some piece of knowledge they could not speak of when they were alive.  Those pieces of information, say, something like having been witness to/participants in some horrific war crime, murder, theft, etc may have created a burden that built up emotional scarring in their shadowy corridors of their mind.

Usually, however, the letters, diaries, documents, etc of most people are pretty "blase." Videotapes, home movies, audio recordings etc are similar, but require some sort of additional effort beyond manipulating paper.

The day to day lives of those who lived through other eras can be interesting, and reading their writings really can open a window in the fabric of time allowing you to see what it was like living in World War 2 England,  the "dirty thirties", a life of hard rock miner, a musician, etc...a peak into the past. Sometimes the past is not that far past....could be a  last week, allowing you to walk a block in the deceased person's shoes.

Thing is,  you can VERY easily get WAY too involved in a person's life.  Reading bare, raw emotions written as words on a page by another can put you right into that person's head, and your mind becomes intimately involved.  You may even learn things you really did not want to know.

It can be like watching a movie that suddenly has a scene that is imprinted on your mind, and there is no way to erase it. A particular clip in John Water's cult classic "Pink Flamingos" left one of those images branded in the folds of my memory....And no, it isn't the one where Divine eats dog crap, either. I am not really a John Water's fan...it was one of those "arty" movies you get dragged to see by friends, some with good intentions, trying to expand your intellectual horizons. Or, they may  just want to enjoy the thrill of shocking the shit out of you....no pun intended!

If you do find assorted documents that have some historical value, or maybe the blockbuster "true story" movie or book/biography that is potentially the find of the decade...well, ok, fine, read away. Figure out what you need to keep using the info on the pages, and go from there. It is surprising the "regular everyday items that can suddenly be very important in the telling of a story, confirmation of an event, etc.

Who knows....you know that that old $15 fountain pen, which you packed up yesterday.... the one you found in the junk drawer in the kitchen? A little reading reveals that it was used for the signing of a historic document.

AND one of the signer's included was John F Kennedy, AND the pen was given to him by Marilyn Monroe.

AND you have documentation in your hot little hands that tells of how it was accidently left behind in a cab, which was being driven by the deceased when he was working as a taxi driver.

AND he picked up a man who turned out to be a disguised JFK.  The candid photo with the letter, JFK autograph on the period dollar bill really adds credibility. Only further reading tells you of the fingerprint work on the pen stashed in a baggie had been done some years later by a policeman buddy, and the 3 different prints have been proven to be those of Marilyn Monroe, JFK and the deceased!

AND more reading reveals that those very documents are hidden in a secret compartment.... of the very desk you are sitting at!

$$$$$ KA-CHING! $$$$$

Yes, doing a bit of that sort of visual/mental digging, reading, and research can pay off. Maybe it won't be a score like the fantasy situation above, but it the writings could result in a lead to other treasure. Perhaps you find out that the deceased went to a baseball game with an uncle as a child, and describes how Joe Demagio autographed the 4th page of the child's scribbler.
Oddly enough, the description of the type of scribbler matches the stack of tattered old notebooks you just put in the recycling pile.  Some of that sort of "life" writings can be as good as a pirate's treasure map!


BUT, if you find the writings consist of the usual day to day existance of an average person, with the usual ups and downs, tragedies and triumphs, you might want to just dispose of the items, maybe saving the stamped envelopes for collector purposes, the "certificate of achievement" due to it'd related collectible in whatever field, (etc) and get rid of the rest.

Getting all wrapped up in other people's lives whom you do not know may give you insight into them, their actions, their possessions, and their former earthly surroundings, but it can also make a mess of your own psyche.  Re-living tragedies (which is what people tend to write about far more often than triumphs) which occurred in someone elses life, consumed via intimate ways such as reading diaries, trigger serious symptoms of depression, anxiety, etc in some people. 

A thick skin for such things is something you will need to develop if you get really hands on, and digging through physical remnants of someones lifetime.  It can also be disturbing, and you do sometimes need to take a step back and say "whoa." Sometimes you need to take a break, or a long walk to clear your head.

I can assure you that the VAST majority of you out there really do not want to read a  highly descriptive, multi-page manifesto of someone's sexual fantasies involving the local Lion's Club president and the local zoo's resident sea lion....


It can also be a heck of a time waster. Say you are going through an estate that you HAVE to have cleared out of a house within a week. You find a shoebox of love letters, evidence of a torrid extramarital affair the deceased had...and your reading of the 400 plus pages of back-and-forth lust and drama takes over your entire day.

* POOF *

You realize that your take-out pizza is now cold, your beer or soda (or both) are warm, the sun has set...8  hours have disappeared. To top off the loss of work time,  you absorbed/experienced someone else's stress, heartbreak, anxiety, desire, confusion, etc...piling it up in your mind....and none of it even belongs to you.

Hopefully you can let it go...but odds are that many items you handle in the estate will trigger something you read to flash into your mind.

AND now you have one less day to do what YOU need to do.   Break away from it....because a plumber and his male accountant lover's escapades is really not what you need to focus on. AND when you find the wife's box of love letters to her BDSM lesbian dominatrix with the school lunch counter job, toss them out in the shred/recycle pile, too. 

Make good use of your time. Bad use of your time involves reading a woman's diary about the daily beatings she received at the hands of her drug addicted husband, who had been sexually abused by the Parish priest....yes, she really thought she could "fix" him....yes it is tragic, but just toss that diary aside.

Those parties involved have been dead and gone for 60 years. That time you spend reading really could  be spent finding some really cool, really valuable stuff.   If the writings have some relevance to some criminal case, reveals potential living victims,  etc, well, then you have a moral call to make, as you may have important evidence that may need to come to light.

There are lots of great stories out there, and those out of the ordinary that need to be told should be told.

The majority of stories out there should be just laid to permanent rest with the deceased.

















Sunday, December 5, 2010

The Appraisal Game...Online Version.

Back in mid-October a helpful Facebook friend suggested a site for me to check out.

Why they suggested it, I suspect, was that they noticed that I tend to be helpful in giving advice on antiques & collectibles when people ask, and I have been...umm...griping about ways to make this online thing "pay"...and that I tend to give away my advice for free.

This particular site would allow me to be paid for my services. 

I thought that was just the kind of alternate money making opportunity I needed....!

I checked it out, and it seemed like it had some good potential.  I have over 20 years experience in this business, know my stuff, am a honest sort, have a good reputation, etc....so, what the heck, I'd go for it!

So, I tried to sign up....

However, they had requirements...which is to be expected.  However, one of the things they required was an "antique appraiser's certificate...."

Wait a minute....you mean a certificate from an "appraisal school" where you pay, they teach you how to "appraise" and turn you loose on the unsuspecting public, who are unaware you need not have any knowledge about the items you are appraising?

And you can even get these certificates via a HOME COURSE ordered online?

Don't get me wrong, some appraisers can be very, very good, and immensely qualified...

....but some can be REALLY bad.

As a dealer I have gone to view items that had been appraised by a "licensed appraiser", and could do nothing but allow my eyes to roll uncontrollably....

Sometimes you are invited to buy, or rather, make offers, on someones "antiques", and you find they have been appraised at 10 times market value by a "trained licensed appraiser."  You will look like a fool in the eyes of the owner, no matter how reasonable an offer you make....you could even offer full-bore-retail-on-an-ideal-perfect-sunny-day and still look like an idiot or rip-off artist.

Works the other way, also. If you are going to hire an appraiser to appraise your grandmother's oak dining room suite, make sure they are actually familiar with what they are appraising.

Scenario:

You tell the well dressed appraiser the suite is Stickley.

They then walk up to it, touch the table top in a softcaressing fashion.

You think: "My, they sure do appreciate quality furniture....I made a good choice!"

But, little do you know, they are thinking:

"Hmmm, weird, doesn't seem sticky to me."

So, an appraiser is really only as good as their knowledge, or their sources of knowledge. A dealer friend and her daughter both got their appraisers certificates after attending an out of province course.  Given their excellent reputation in the business, they were asked to appraise antiques, estates, etc, a fair bit. I also happily recommended them in my list of appraisers I felt were qualified, when people asked for a recommendation of an appraiser.

But, I knew they did their research, and did not try to assess items from areas they were not familiar with. They could easily and were quite qualified to appraise china, formal antique furniture, glassware, etc...but, if they came across vintage toys, advertising items, nostalgia-type things, I'd get a call for assistance and/or advice.

Other appraisers tend to...well, "wing it."

So, when I came across the "appraiser certificate" requirement on the site, I thought, well, ok, you need to filter out people who are not all that knowledgeable...but, it is well known in this business that a "certificate" doesn't mean much in many cases.  Plus, their little requirement makes my credentials worthless....over 20 years experience means NADA in their eyes.

So, I delved deeper into the site....

And I found experts in such fields as Animal Care, Plumbing, Health, etc appraising antiques...!

So, I wrote the operators of the site a "brief" email...thus:

I am an antiques & collectibles dealer with over 20 years experience in the field. I was going to register on your site as an expert. However, I see your "qualifications" include having a "antique appraiser" certificate.


In this business, it is well known among dealers that having a certificate to appraise does not actually make you truly QUALIFIED to appraise antiques in general, especially when the objects require specialized knowledge.


ANYONE who wishes to pay a fee and attend a brief course can get an antiques appraiser certificate.


Not everyone has a lifetime of experience, vast libraries of reference books accumulated over years, which trumps any certificates. I am one of the people those same "appraisers" approach for advice. Eliminating those of us with true experience, and a wealth of knowledge is eliminating the majority of those who you should have doing assessments of items on your site. I have already seen inaccurate answers here. Also, those answering antiques questions DO NOT have antiques appraisers certificates, but are experts in some OTHER field totally unrelated to the antiques business....this is akin to having a plumber do your electrical work... But, yet you keep the real experts out of the picture....I'm confused as to the requirements of an antiques appraisers certificate, when you allow someone with certification in a totally unrelated field do assessments of items...

And their reply?

Hi,
Thanks very much for your valuable feedback. I'll be sure to pass it along to our product development team. Please be sure to check back again in the future to see if any changes are made to the credential requirements for the Antiques category.


Best wishes,

(and yes, it was unsigned....no name...just "Best wishes,")

So, that was Oct 15th....

Shall we check out the current requirements?  I do need to see if I should go get a dog groomer's certificate and do some antiques appraising and give medical advice....

So, I selected my category, "antiques"....

Filled out all my info...

Messed around a bit...AH, ok, here we go...

I am now an EXPERT at...well, before I reveal the site, let's make sure I AM registered as one of their "experts."

BUT, it does seem they changed that "appraiser certificate" requirement!  Got to give them credit for that!

I'm impressed!

Oh, wait...jumped the gun....looks like I am still waiting for my "profile" to activate...so we might still hit a snag...

*yawn*
Now am still waiting for a photo for my "avatar" to upload...

Yes, of course it is going to be my neon sign...cool, ain't it?


Still waiting...not sure if this issue is my Internet connection, computer or the site itself...

I need a thumb twiddling graphic of GIF about now....

Ok, got an "error" page...trying again....

Guess what I found....

HEY, finally!

Ok, so now I need to verify my identity....

Filled out the stuff.....submitted...

.....and now it wants some of my Passport info???

You have to be kidding...!

Here is what it asks for:

"Starts with P, is 44 characters long"


"Passport line 2: (44 characters long)"

And THIS is what it all means...

Yeah, right, I am going to go give them my passport info? Got 2 answers for this one..

(a) No, I will not.

(b) I don't have one right now ANYWAY.

Ok, so if I skip that and answer the "4 questions" they ask as "qualifiers"...

Four questions at which I roll my eyes as I read them ---ooooooohh geeze......I'm getting dizzy now......

Got to stop that eye rolling....whew...

All the answers are available to you with no effort (IE:Google), I might add, if you didn't already know them. They are also questions which I'd suggest are not exactly what I'd say are qualifiers as to being an "expert" in antiques.  All stuff you may or may not have learned over the years...depending on what areas of interest you have, items you have dealt in, etc.  It is possible that you could not know any of the answers, but have been in the business for 50 years, and more qualified than most of the dealers out there.

So, in any case, I answered the questions....I guess they still need to "check" my answers....you;d think it would be an instantaneous "pass or fail"...not hard to program that into the system. Oh well, just have to wait.

But, I think I may also be able to get by the "passport" requirement....which shows up only because I put in CA instead of leaving the default "US" for country....

Nope...got my hopes up....as it turns out I end up getting: "First Name / Last Name, Address, Date of Birth do not identify you enough to proceed"

So much for that. 

Oh, an email popped up to inquire about other ways of ID verification...ok, will inquire via that....

Will let you know what happens....So far this has been, well...

ANNOYING...

And, really, EXTRA annoying....seeing as once I had reviewed the questions (and amounts people are willing to pay for the answer)....I could have made easily $100 by now giving some of those people their answers...

But, at least I did get a blog post out of it!

Sunday, August 1, 2010

A Different Perspective.

A few days ago, I went through a building that I had been through thoroughly 3 times before over the past 20 years...

And STILL found a treasure!

You never know what else you will find in a place you have already been through, as long as you keep looking at it with fresh eyes, fresh knowledge, and more experience.

The first time I had been through the place was when it was owned by a classmate's father.

From them I heard about what had been there..something pickers are familiar with & hear a fair bit....all the stuff that was tossed out, destroyed, cut-up, burned, etc, etc....

In this particular case, they had purchased what was an old hardware store, which had a double store front and is two stories tall. The upper floor was storage for inventory, fixtures, etc....and it was HUGE for a small town hardware store.

I had also heard the previous owner had held an auction , in the 1970s, and that was when the gravity gas pump and such items were sold. The previous owner also tended to not throw anything away, from my understanding, and judging from the "
remnants" I saw, neither did the owner(s) previous to him....all the way back to the early 1900s.

In any case, when my high school classmate's family acquired the building & hardware business, they inherited all the old stuff that was left behind. The two pics below show the spaces the stuff had occupied....just to give you an idea of the quantity of stuff potentially involved. Yes, those are large, 1970s kid's wading pools in the second photo. Consider their size, and compare them to the size of the space. This place is not tiny.



So, what they did was clean out the place...now, study the photo below, just to get a better idea of the quantity of old stuff they tossed out.....literally....right out the windows.



Now, judge the distance from the bottoms of the 3 windows you see in the first photo. They had a pile of stuff that reached from the bottoms of the windows to the ground....now, with a hill of stuff, you can imagine the quantity that was tossed out. Measurement wise, for sake of argument, lets say it was a pile about 20 feet high x 25 wide x 15 feet out, in a 90 degree triangle-wedge shape.


Sadly, despite living in the town as a teen at the time, I somehow missed that event...


Anyway, I had gone back to visit family, and decided to see what they still had kicking around.


I was allowed to check out the upstairs, where I made what really amounted to a fairly small pile; maybe half a pickup truck box load.


I made an offer, and my former classmate's father declined, saying something to the effect to come back when I "knew more."

A little insulting, don't you think? Even at that point, only 3 or 4 years into buying and selling antiques for a living (but being into old stuff since I was 7) I already knew far more than this fellow, who really had zero background in antiques & collectibles. You meet all sorts of people, and this kind of attitude pops up more often than picker's would like. You work around it, and if you really don't care if you buy the items or not, it is no loss. You try to not let it bother you, and the longer you are in the business, the less those sorts of things bother you. In this case, I was still somewhat "green" and was a bit ticked-off at his rejection of what I thought was a darn fair offer.


The stuff stayed upstairs.


About 4 years later, I went back to the store again, as I had heard my classmate had taken over the business.


Went upstairs again, and there was my pile, just as I had left it those years before.



I looked at the stuff again, through eyes that had a few years of experience behind them, and made an offer......


HALF of what I had offered his father the first time.


Now, I hadn't offered half out of spite. What I saw in that pile simply was not worth what I had originally thought it was those 4 years previous.


Yes, I had learned more.


He should have taken my original offer....'cause his son gladly (& smartly) took my offer.


I also got to go through areas that I was not allowed in the first time. I bought a few other things, and loaded my truck, full.



So, several years later, I hear the hardware business had been sold, and was being moved. A liquidation/moving auction was going to be held.


The current owner was dumping lots of dead inventory, displays, etc into the sale, and I was also operating a salvage & surplus business as well as the antiques business, so it was worth the trip to get inventory for both, plus I got the visit family.


I went to the auction, bought a van load of various stuff, and was able to go through most of the nooks and crannies, as well as hauled some unsold old lumber (including old moldings and such for repairing furniture and the like) and such out of the basement. This extra bit of salvage of the lumber also gave me some extra legitimate time in the building to look around, as things were taken out, cleared out, and "hidden" areas revealed.


It is amazing the things that can be revealed when things that have been in one spot for many years are moved out of a storage area. Things fall behind other things, get lost, forgotten, or even purposely hidden....I have found more old porn magazine stashes than I can count, especially in old drug store basements!


Plus, when you can see the walls, get closer to the hard to reach nooks and crannies, you will notice things that you hadn't seen before. Light shines into what had been a dark corner for the last 50 years. You can reach things that you had just decided weren't worth the trouble, and those items may turn out to be treasure in the end.


I got a few goodies, nothing fantastic. The pressed tin ceiling in the building was also available for sale from the new owner, but he wanted an astronomical price for it, essentially one that was full bore retail...and it all STILL had to all carefully be taken down off of the ceiling. That is not a fun, nor clean, task. Years of dust & dirt accumulate under those tiles, especially when there is another floor above them. When you pull one down you may well end up with a garden's worth of dirt in your face.


And this guy wasn't budging on his price...he was firmly affixed on his fantasy price.


So, I left, van full of assorted junk.


Yes, I had a van by this point. The truck was written off in an accident...a heck of a picking story on its own.


So, many more years pass.....can you hear the time ticking by?


Tick, tock.... tick, tock....tick, tock....


Ok, that's enough....I don't want to be up all night.


So, now I end up living back near my home town. Odd, seeing as when I was 18 and moved to Winnipeg, I swore I'd never go back to live there. I guess I am not living there, anyway...just near-by...


So, I find out the building was let go for taxes, and sold, for $3000.....then later re-sold for $8000....


Then the buyer of it sold it for $12,000.


Then the fellow who bought it for $12,000 stripped out the tin ceiling.....yes, the original guy who was asking the astronomical price for the tin LEFT the tin!
The fellow who stripped out the tin then sold the building once again, for a profit on his original purchase price.

My wife & I have since become friends with the current owner.

She and other business partner have renovated once half of the building, and turned it into a women's upscale clothing boutique...and also has a small section of the front of the other side set up as a shabby chic/antiques "flea market" store. Now you can see why we became friends....that love of old stuff.
So, anyways, I have been given pretty much free reign to wander through the place...well, not the change rooms, obviously!

I look at things with fresh eyes, and more knowledge.

And that tin ceiling? It was removed, remember?

When I wandered into the back half of the other section I saw something interesting....something that was PART of the ceiling....hidden for many years by the tin tiles...

Check it out:







Yep, an early wooden store sign, made of planks.


Here is a closeup of the paint:







This "little" beauty dates from about 1885...and is about 7 feet long. It is from the front of a butcher, possibly from the storefront it was in. Will have to do more research to know that for sure. It is also worth more than ANYTHING I had bought from the building the first few times. I'm selling it for our friend, of course.

So, depending on the situation, changes, renovations, demolition, clean-outs, changes of owners, etc, etc, etc; rechecking somewhere you have already been through can be worth your while.

There are little things that change, also.
What does this photo of a floor say to you?



Yeah, the composition of the photo sucks, it is boring, ugly, the floor is dirty...I know, forget all that...what does the image say to you as a picker?

Well?

To me it says "HEY, ACCESS TO UNDER THE FLOOR!"
Why would I bother looking under the floor?
The building dates from the late 1800s. Despite being built so early, the drinking habits of construction workers have not changed in well over a couple hundred years.
Yes, the bottles, cans, etc of their beverages get left behind...as do a multitude of other items..both purposely and accidentally...so you may find cigarette packs, gum packs, tools, hats, shirts, hardware, register grates, books, etc.
Plus, coins, jewellery, and other small items get dropped between the cracks, through register grates, through cracks and holes in the walls, etc.
Getting the picture? Might want to pick up one of those little rectangular inspection mirrors, and attach a tiny, but bright, LED flashlight to it and add it to your equipment.
One story I heard years ago, was of a major find of cone top beer cans. Many (or all) were of what was a very rare can, and a valuable one. The building was being demolished, and when the workers took the wall down, a flood of cans came pouring out!
If you love old junk, and have been involved in this area in some shape or form, I am sure you have heard stories of cash, jewellery, guns, and all sorts of stuff being found in the walls, floors & ceilings of old buildings.
So, what does that loose floorboard say to you now?
Attics are the same thing. Not high enough, or enough space to store anything when you open the trap door?
WAIT....look around...
In one old 4 story warehouse building, an attic trap door of the 4th story that I poked my head into barely had a foot of space between the ceiling and the roof...and it was in a ceiling that was 15 feet up.
But, I found 2, mint condition, late 1800s/early 1900s Copenhagen chewing tobacco cans that the guys who installed the pressed tin ceiling had left behind. Was worth the climb up the ladder.
Oh, and while you are up there, or down there on the floor, as the case may be, take a look around....you may be surprised what you will notice when you are looking at the place from a different perspective. From up on a ladder you can see the tops of shelves, maybe even behind shelves, false walls, etc.

Also, consider that when buildings are about to be renovated, things like the old doors, hardware, light fixtures, etc may well be earmarked for replacement, thus, they may well be available to purchase, if not right away, in the near future.
If the grain painted door pictured below was being replaced, or walled over, it, the hardware and the moldings around it might be available for purchase.




This photo brings me to another point....


Here is a better angle:


A door that leads to nowhere..or possibly to a broken leg or two...

Yes, it opens onto the open stairwell....wide open space.

So, the stairwell has been moved...which means the floor plan has been changed somewhat, and there could potentially be a "lost" space somewhere. In this particular location, that is not the case, but, I have found semi-accessible closed off "dead" spaces...in which I found old "junk", which had been lost, accumulated, or forgotten.

Well, should let that all sink in...and sign off for now.