If you’re looking for a 1978 ‘Frosted Rice’ piece, hawked by Tony the Tiger, expect to pay about $98.
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DarinLand: Growing a Green Thumb
'Nature’s Bad Boy', that’s me.
Read More »Silver Lullaby: Navajo Artist Danny Jackson
Turtles by nature aren’t especially pretty things- interesting perhaps, what with God’s inherent skill in detail and nuance, but hardly a creature many artists strive to capture in their medium of choice. Enter Danny Jackson, a forty-five year old Navajo silversmith from Chinle, Arizona, who will tell you flat out …
Read More »Santa Domingo Jewelers: Priscilla Nieto and Harvey Abeyta
Intricate Beadwork imbued with Good Energy is a hallmark of Santa Domingo Jewelry. Santo Domingo, one of the Rio Grande pueblos, lies between Albuquerque and Santa Fe, New Mexico. Don Juan de Oñate y Salazar and the conquering Spaniards named this place in the 1600’s; Santo Domingo was the Spanish headquarters …
Read More »Apache Artist Delbert Upshaw: A Patient man
The first thing one observes when viewing the work of Delbert Upshaw is the detail of his wood carvings. While another artist may perhaps opt for a shortcut, an easier way to express line and movement, Delbert’s work is both expressive and exuberant. This young man, equal parts Apache and …
Read More »Hunter-Gatherer: Vintage Mannequins
And frankly, having an attractive, elegantly dressed woman standing in my bedroom- even if she’s inanimate- is more than many fifty-five year old guys have to come home to.
Read More »DarinLand: Interview with a Double
Some people think I’m schizophrenic, but we’re not.
Read More »Hunter-Gatherer: Collecting Vintage Christmas Ornaments
Don’t be afraid to pay a lot- there will come a time when classic examples will be completely unavailable.
Read More »DarinLand: A ‘Global’ Economy
I’m not your typical American consumer, throwing anything and everything shiny into a cart and yanking a credit card from an accordion file.
Read More »Hunter-Gatherer: Collecting Vintage Pulp Fiction
I once had a copy of a book entitled Little Tramp, the cover that of a scantily clad, bedraggled young lady sitting on a doorstep. Sadly, I sold it along with a dozen others.
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