Yesterday my friend C.J. and I went to the Lafayette Indoor Flea Market, which is like an antique mall with dozens of booths showcasing all manner of treasures and thrift.
I brought a camera along, which I’ve learned is handy to have when I’m with C.J. to capture the frequent photo ops.
Perhaps the process of looking at things through a lens clarified my thoughts, because I felt many emotions being stirred up as we wandered the aisles.
Like me, do you ever feel a little disconcerted seeing items juxtaposed in an unusual context?
I don’t especially appreciate seeing familiar objects from my childhood marketed as antiques, either. We had a Watts-Hardy milk box just like this on our front porch in Boulder. Not that long ago.
Things that were once treasured often become obsolete, a truth you can’t hide in a junk store. In 1984, Cabbage Patch Dolls were all the rage. They were so popular the company couldn’t keep up with demand, customers had fist fights over the dolls, and stores had waiting lists of up to 1,000 buyers.
Today? Not so much.
My heart feels a little twisted when I see an artist’s original works relegated to a corner shelf in the flea market.
Some items just creep me out, like these Jim Beam decanters.
I’ve never traveled to Africa or China, but I find it comforting to know that I could still accessorize my home with objects d’art from foreign lands.
Some of the old, broken toys make me feel a little sad.
But the good thing is, for every sad thing you see in a junk store you’re bound to find something that will make you smile.
Smiles are everywhere, if you just look!
How about you? Do you love poking around in junk stores, or do you find them dreary? Have you ever discovered a fabulous treasure in a flea market? I’d love to hear your thoughts and experiences.