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Monday
Jul222013

La Belle Épark­dale

We have announced, La Belle Épark­dale, of course. But let's talk about it. Or write about it.

The space we have allows us to host more than our store and the Hookerson-Blogh auctions and fabulous vintage clothing sales. On Wednesday July 24th, having an elegant salon appears to be the thing to do.


This is a won­der­ful series of con­certs put together by fid­dler, singer, and wine-lover Miranda Mul­hol­land and food & wine enthu­si­ast Krysta Oben.


Hosting Kevin Kane and Patrick Brealey at Mrs. Huizenga is an opportunity to hear the music resonate through the old wood, comfortable upholstry, and industrial metal and bounce off vintage cocktail shakers and well-dressed mannequins. And to nibble on things and hold a glass just so.

 

 

We can look at Patrick Brealey here and see how he'd look just swell on our new-in-stock brocade Victorian sofa. He might even stop mid-song and wander over to admire a vintage wooden shoe tree, or think about taking home a pocket square to look spiffy (but maybe also to have on hand in case his glasses need a wipe.) Watching his official video for I Don't Want to Hear Another Love Song, one might worry that we'll all get up to dance and will need to mind our elbows lest a wooden crate with kitchen utensils goes flying. A reviewer states Mr. Brealey's music is "…filled to the brim with swag­ger, ten­der­ness, a pen­chant for per­cus­sive clank and above all, charisma.” - Hero­Hill"  - well, so goes the store. Especially the clanking and charisma.

Kevin Kane, as his bio says, has worn many musical hats (and photographs wonderfully wearing scarves and tousled hair.) A solo artist, record producer, session musican, educator and founding member of The Grapes of Wrath, he's as versatile as a store that sells antiques, beomes an auction house, hosts a soirée and also wears scarves beautifully.

His solo performances have been known to revisit and reinterpret songs from his back catalog and his voice is familiar to so many Canadians. A peformance in our store by such a talent seems fitting, and exciting. The strains of his music bearing a little sentiment... just a little nostalgia... in the course of a fresh performance? Well, that is kind of like how we love chippy-painted old shuffleboard pucks just as they are - but they are even better when used in a new way, such as a pedestal for the perfect jar of paint brushes or as the most perfect patinated folk art on your wall.

We can listen to the quiet and beautiful The Sinking Song today, and imagine lolling on that Victorian sofa that Patrick Brealey just vacated (he spotted a tartan suitcase under a table) and hear Kevin's fingers rasp on the strings a bit, and try to time our sips of wine so that we're among the first to applaud.

We hope you'll join us, and join the chorus in thanking Miranda and Krysta for bringing such an event to us.

 






 

Sunday
Jul212013

LA BELLE  ÉPARKDALE

Thursday
Jul182013

Lots and lots of lots. Lots.



Remember when Dave was feeling "cuspy?" Remember when the auctions became a thing? I do. Ah, yes, I remember it well. Well, more truthfully, I remember reading about it here. He was right about feeling cuspy. HE WAS ON A CUSP! And the auctions are now Kind of a Big Deal! Dave McGinn's article in the Globe and Mail "The vintage explosion: Are we reaching peak antique?" rather captured our lightning in a jar. The auctions are going like gangbusters, and we learn and grow with every one.

Saying "we" and "our", that is, as one of the new members of Mrs. H's gang. I love their voices on this blog, and this is just me chiming in a little, coming in on the other side of that cusp.

I've signed on, bought the tee shirt (a charming vintage blouse, natch) and drank the Mado's (well, I made some devilled eggs with it this morning and had them for lunch.) When I look at the lots above, it feels like old times for me, but with the pepper sauce tingle of good times ahead. Introducing me: Marla Good. You may have seen me around - at auctions and vintage stores and fleas, in my previous incarnations as somone with tchotchkes on her back. 

I'd like to meet you tonight at the Hookerson-Blough auction (preview at 6, bidding at 7) where I'll be learning not to mess up the invoices. And being just as excited as everyone at Mrs. Huizenga to see which nice things are matched up with which nice people. In this case, I feel like some of the best matches Dave and Mrs. H make are finding a good gang for keeping Mrs. Huizenga going, and that means the whole community of sellers and buyers who love the thrill of the find. I'm glad to be a part of it.


And if these guys show up to bid on Lot 38(24-36), they can come right on over and sit by me. They can be members of the gang too. Sure they can be a part of it.