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| My bobblehead from BigDave |
I got back from Texas yesterday afternoon. I was gone for a while, left on October 19th, you do the math, I'm too tired.
It was a long show but a good show, I sold fairly steadily and met some nice people and new clients. Weather was near perfect with just one day of rain that I remember. Driving home was a different story but not too terrible.
I got to Round Top on a Wednesday and drove over and picked up a lovely germantown Navajo blanket that I had purchased from a friend. I love germantown eyedazzlers, they were made between 1865 and 1915 and were some of the most lovely and unusual native weavings.
Here is a picture of it on a bed in my motel room. Mint condition, with corner tassels and fringe and a very unusual yellow border color.
The wool was imported from a suburb of Philadelphia, the brightly colored commercial yard had four times the normal knot per inch count and allowed the Navajo to weave some of the most optically and visually interesting patterns that have ever been created.
I started setting up Thursday morning.
For the last couple years I have favored a buff or sandstone backdrop paper but signals were crossed and I was instead given a bright yellow forsythia.
I thought that I would hate it but my stuff actually looked great on it so it was a happy accident and I will probably do it again.
I had about three days to setup, which is way more than enough so I had time to shop the other dealers and make some good buys including a room size Navajo that I sold to a California client.
Buying is always way more fun than selling in my line of work.
I also bought the two most beautiful aesthetic pieces of silver I have ever owned, sterling and mixed metal, replete with bugs, fish and turtle ornamentation.
Sold to a client instantly!
Steve and I also partnered a nice numbered lithograph by the latin artist Roberto Matta.
Booth turned out fine, I have gone from eighty foot of walls, to forty to thirty and now twenty but I think this size is perfect.
They threw in an outside wall which really helps.
I wasn't sure about the dealer across from me but he turned out to be as toxic, abrasive and sarcastic as I am and we ended up being a great fit together.
The show is more decoratively oriented than collector based so my inexpensive paintings sold first but I sold high end as well.
You have to bring a mix.
I have heard Roundtop referred to as the Texas Catwalk and it seems somewhat accurate.
Many of the women in Texas are stunningly beautiful and they parade through the show in similar dress.
I noticed much less ink than I see in California and far fewer full Ferdinand the bull style nose rings.
Breasts are not as augmented and eyebrows tend to be fuller and less plucked.
There were less prairie dresses this year and possibly more plunging backlines.
All in all, quite lovely and entertaining.
Found a great barbecue nearby in Burton, Truth Barbecue, their second location.
One of the big Texas magazines calls them third best in the state.
I had ribs and brisket, potato salad and a root beer.
Brisket was good but honestly the ribs were the best I have ever had.
I chatted with the owner, Leonard, for a few minutes.
Really nice guy.
I'm not going to talk to much about the food, was good and bad, ate too much beef and had some mediocre seafood.
Had two good meals at Las Patronas, quail and ribs.
Went to all my old haunts.
Did have a great steak and lobster meal at Burton Steak and Seafood with a bunch of friends and my sister Laurie, who drove up from Corpus Christie.
I love and admire my little sister.
I didn't take many pictures, was too busy, only when compelled.
Barry thought I was remiss in not including a picture of this colorful young woman who wandered into my booth.
A lawyer no less.
We exchanged instagram addresses. Hmmm.
Room for all of god's creatures.
Think she might have benefitted from an older fellow's wisdom and guidance.
Of course I was there on Halloween and there were some other clever if less revealing costumes walking around.
Unfortunately the show was mired in tragedy. A dealer I had known for over thirty years was murdered in a strange love triangle scenario. I think I know what actually went down but won't speculate publicly here.
He may have said something to the wrong guy at the wrong time, in the company of the wrong woman.
The deceased owed me thousands of dollars for many years, finally paid up but stiffed a good friend of mine for several thousand dollars in show fees at Napa.
My last interaction with him was not very pleasant in Santa Barbara, he was jealous of me for some reason and decided to be an asshole.
Still it was a shame. He was finally finding his footing and building up a clientele in Texas and was robbed of his life just as he was coming into his own. Had a son and a mom who loved him and he didn't deserve to die, for sure.
I left Sunday morning, drove into a small rainstorm. I stopped at Van Horn for a night and then Tucson where I bought a lovely Kawaiisu bottleneck basket from Mark. Then on to Phoenix to spend the last night at Steve's before the relatively short third day drive home.
Sue made a delicious ox tail beef pie with cinnamon and coriander from a recipe of Chef Ahmed, the owner of Jambo in Santa Fe.
So delicious!
Long trip, good to be home.