lisa congdon’s glorious studio as captured by victoria
(via SUSANNA RYAN: art & stuff: Friends don’t let friends hoard ironic woodland creatures.) this article is great. any thrifter or lover of things vintage/antique/kitschy can appreciate this sentiment:
“Unlike real owls, though, this isn’t one of those things that is going away (oooh, Endangered Species joke, what up!) It almost seems like an young adult rite of passage: The awkward kitschy owl housewares phase (AKOHP).
As much as I’d like to be holier-than-thowl (yeah, I said it), I am not immune to this phenom. However, I have a rule: One owl. That’s all I get.
Find one really great owl-something and love it. Or don’t. But should you want to, search high and low. Be picky. Don’t buy the first thing you see, because I guarantee you it will not be the last one you see. And when you find that one very special owl, you’ll know it, because it will be hooting and hollering all over you.
My owl of choice is a clock. The details, the shifting eyes, the lack of a putrid 1970’s color palette, I like things made out of wood, I needed a clock, it was $4.00… It had a lot of things going for it…
This being said, however, if you ARE going to take the plunge into your own AKOHP, for the love of all that is good, please do not buy your owls new. This is a crime against humanity and all better judgment. I know it’s difficult to enter a thrift store and take one short walk down the knick-knack aisle, but spending twenty times as much money to buy something that LOOKS like you found it in a thrift store knick-knack aisle is ridiculous.”
living room (by julia caron)
collage piece by catherine mcinnis. shelf and all of the things on it thrifted over the years.
holy shit this is my dream living room how did you know internet