As Kathy predicted, we had a bumper crop of finds last Friday. Painfully, a number of them were home craft projects gone wrong. I admire the can-do spirit that pervades the USA; do-it-yourself enthusiasts even have their own TV channels to demonstrate home and garden renovations and repairs. I would suggest that most people stop at those kinds of projects; it would save us the distress of viewing their unsuccessful projects at the thrift stores. Yeah, it is all about us; people can make crappy craft projects to their heart’s content, if they would be considerate and unmake them after they are through! When my projects are unsuccessful, I don’t donate them, thinking, “Thrift store shoppers don’t have any taste anyway; someone will like it.” No, they won’t! They sit there week after week looking more and more pitiful until the thrift store mercifully consigns them to the rubbish heap. Sorry about that rant–I must be cranky from the smoky wildfires here in Colorado.
To illustrate my point about unmaking, here’s a topiary that deserves demolition:
For starters, that white pouf doesn’t enhance the design, and the fabric piece in the back looks like a tail; although to be fair, a bow would be awful too. Wrapping the tree trunk in moss and spray painting the pot shiny gold isn’t helping, either. I hope they made it for a wedding or garden party decoration; the guests can look at it, have a restoring sip of wine, and move on. Having to look at it daily in your house might drive you bonkers. Here is a close-up just to be mean (yep, it’s official, I’m crabby):
The topiary had a partner, although it’s smaller and less terrible:
It wasn’t all botanical badness we saw. There was this paint-by-numbers fail:
Part if its problem is the abandonment of the traditional P.B.N. style. I don’t think that being 3-D helps this picture in any way. I know the moose is supposed to be splashing through the water, but the white looks more like frost than spray. The artist did do a neat job of painting and assembly, but that’s like putting a big bow on a cow pie.
The pottery painting wasn’t any better:
Hope you didn’t think you were getting away without a bad yarn craft:
The pillow was more than a foot across, so you can imagine how coarse the stitching was. I think they’re supposed to be pansies; it’s hard to tell what flowers are being represented because of the loose-weave fabric and the colors used .
Last crafty find:
This crocheted purse was as purple as a grape, with a lighter-colored shiny yarn used as an accent in the small squares. There were big old cheap plastic jewels on the purse near the shoulder straps, and as the final touch, the bow has a plastic jewel too. We aren’t 100% sure this isn’t a commercially made purse “improved” by an amateur, which somehow seems worse.
We did run into the usual assortment of bad commercially made things too:
This poor puppy has an identity crisis; he is supposed to be a St. Bernard, but didn’t quite make it past Cocker Spaniel. Shame on the manufacturers–you’ve given him a huge brandy cask, and a stupid little hat. You should have quit when you were ahead; he might be cute without his accessories. The cookie jar dog’s face says it all, “I’m so sorry that I turned out this goofy, but it’s not my fault!”
Continuing on the theme of goofy pottery:
More cows, and Kathy wasn’t tempted one little bit to drag these home. I’m not sure why the bull is wearing a top hat, but at least it isn’t tiny. Can anyone tell me while there are big, black semicircles under their noses?
It was a bad day for bunnies, too:
I’m not sure these next ceramic kitty statues are bad; they certainly are unusual:
I thought it was odd that Enesco, who made fine china ornaments and such, would choose to put rabbit fur on these kittens as decoration, but that’s the 60’s for you. Imagine our surprise when we found their friend:
We came around the end of an aisle at Goodwill and were stunned by this bad boy:
This fellow hunter and gatherer of good stuff was parked outside our favorite “bad” thrift store:
The front passenger seat was chock-full of finds too, which was fortunate, because there wasn’t much goodness to be found inside. No worries though, a truck full of treasures should be enough for anyone.
Well, ranting must be cathartic; my crankiness meter is reading zero now even though it’s still hot and smoky outside. Thanks for reading, and stay tuned for some upcoming craft pamphlet craziness–both good and bad. We hit the jackpot at an estate sale a couple of weeks ago, and of course we want to share!