Junk Food for Gluttons

A Junky Mama in a Picker's Paradise.  That's me.  I love sifting through boxes and bins of everything from cabinet hardware to vintage brooches.  So . . . after almost 7 years in the photography world I was given the opportunity to move to a world of wood, rust, paint, and more.  After thinking about it (for one long second), I realized - I would get to create Pinterest boards, Facebook posts, vignettes of fabulous objects and topics of conversation with folks from far and wide.  Those that know me, will agree that I am the queen of conversation.  I never meet a stranger and love to hear stories of "when I was little", and "my grandpa used to . . . ".  So, here I am spending my weekdays as a manager at a local flea market in central Arkansas.

Though the term is still relatively new, I have been "repurposing" old and new items into something to suit my ever-changing whims for decades.  I can't hardly fathom the idea of running to The Container Store or Wal-Mart for an organizer or hanging thingy for items in my craft room.  What's the fun in that?  Not to mention - it looks just like the one Mrs. Neighbor or Miss Co-Worker might have.  No, I will take the rusty, broken thing in the corner of the clearance booth and it will work just fine once it has received a good dose of "creative eyeballing".

Although I have been junkin' and repurposing for years, I am new to the art of blogging.  I wanted to post some photographs that reflect my style and a couple of the pieces I love.  The photos show my craft room, which actually looks totally different at this very moment.  The first photo reflects my favorite piece of furniture - the orange kitchen cabinet, which contains the original dough board.  I found this piece in the lower level of one of my favorite places.  Forever Antiques, in Farmington, MO.  I had to make a special trip back to pick it up.  Every time I walk past that piece it makes me smile.

 

As I mentioned earlier, my craft room has changed - already.  The orange piece is now in my kitchen and the cubby-filled wooden piece in the photo below is now on top of the orange piece and holds my collection of brightly colored vintage Pyrex bowls and casserole dishes. 

 

 

My love of junk, bargains, flea market finds, vintage items, or whatever term you choose to use, has grown deep and wide over the years.  So, I guess a flea market is the best place for me to love what I do, and do what I love.  So until my next post - see ya at Picker's Paradise Flea Market.