My daughter and I went teacup shopping yesterday at the Salvation Army. We found only one suitable teacup and saucer. But we found several other wonderful things that we weren’t looking for– indeed, restraint became the motto-of-the day because around every corner we found something that one or the other of us wanted to buy. I was, of course, shopping for still life things. It’s incomprehensible to most people that you’re looking for only one teacup and saucer of any particular pattern. (What am I going to do with a set?)
Our trip was an adventure and a great treat. I would very soon be quite poor if I went second hand shopping very often. And that would be uncomfortably ironic, wouldn’t it? — though I would be in the right place — if I needed their assistance — because I was poor — because I spent all my money at the Salvation Army.
I’m sure it’s never been their intention to make anyone poor.
The objects I got are amazing. Please don’t judge them by these first drawings. My loot — oh, my loot. The potter who made that jug is a genius. The more I look at it, the more I see the figure in it. It has a personality, it has gravitas, and my first drawing is like the portrait artist who gets five minutes with the prime minister. I’ll come back to it. Ah, the devotion it deserves.
And the creamer — don’t even get me started ….