I have an aversion to fine, "mint condition" antiques. If something looks that good after 100 years, it couldn't have been used that much. I don't need something in my house that needs to be roped off.
I find beauty in a brush with missing bristles and book pages that are frayed and worn.
I find beauty in a crooked-faced clock that no longer works.
I find beauty in a piece of ironstone that is stained, cracked and crazed.
I find beauty in a smoked mirror with a chipped plaster frame.
I find beauty in the broken.
How about you?
For those waiting for the next installment of the slipcover series, it is uploading right now and will be available to view tomorrow. Sit tight!