Friday, February 13, 2015

Original Antique & Vintage Romantic Lovers Prints

Romantic Lovers Prints c.1880s-1940s

Happy Valentines Day~

Hello my blog friends, so long time no blogging...years I believe. I have much going on, working hard and online so much it is hard to blog as it is another online activity. I wanted to share my collection of vintage and antique lovers/couples prints from the late 1800s to early 1940s time frame. Some are vintage and antique illustration prints, they are all originals.I hope you enjoy them, I hope they make you think of love,romance and passion.

I love thee - I love thee,
'Tis all that I can say
   It is my vision in the night,
My dreaming in the day.
~Thomas Hood

Early 1900s print by W. L. Taylor
".. For two alone, there in the hall,
    Is spread the table round and small;
    Upon the polished silver shine
    The evening lamps, but, more divine,
    The light of love shines over all;
     Of love, that says not mine and thine,
     But ours, for ours is thine and mine.

    They want no guests, to come between
    Their tender glances like a screen,
    And tell them tales of land and sea,
    And whatsoever may betide
    The great, forgotten world outside;
    They want no guests; they needs must be
    Each other's own best company. "

 by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 1875

 Early 1900s print.
Late 1800s prints above

 I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.  ~John Keats

                                                            Late 1800s print 

Until then, mio dolce amor, a thousand kisses; but give me none in return, for they set my blood on fire.  ~Napoleon Bonaparte, letter to wife Josephine, December 1795  I but know that I love thee, whatever thou art.  ~Thomas Moore
The simple lack of her is more to me than others' presence.  ~Edward Thomas

 Give me a kisse, and to that kisse a score;
Then to that twenty, adde a hundred more;
A thousand to that hundred; so kisse on,
To make that thousand up a million;
Treble that million, and when that is done,
Let's kisse afresh, as when we first begun.
~Robert Herrick, "To Anthea (III)"

 A man had given all other bliss,
And all his worldly worth for this,
To waste his whole heart in one kiss
Upon her perfect lips.
~Alfred, Lord Tennyson

 I can no longer think of anything but you.  In spite of myself, my imagination carries me to you.  I grasp you, I kiss you, I caress you, a thousand of the most amorous caresses take possession of me.  ~Honore de Balzac, letter to Evelina Hanska, June 1836
How did it happen that their lips came together?  How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill?  A kiss, and all was said.  ~Victor Hugo
 I can no longer think of anything but you.  In spite of myself, my imagination carries me to you.  I grasp you, I kiss you, I caress you, a thousand of the most amorous caresses take possession of me.  ~Honore de Balzac, letter to Evelina Hanska, June 1836
 How my memory treasures every sweet stray moment of our past — handclasp, kiss and heart-beat, the passion of those dear unfathomable eyes, the rustle of garments, the gliding steps and lingering farewells! ~Byron Caldwell Smith, letter to Kate Stephens

 Once he drew
With one long kiss my whole soul thro'
My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.
~Alfred Lord Tennyson

 You know you're in love when you don't want to fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.  ~Dr. Seuss

I love your hills and I love your dales,
And I love your flocks a-bleating;
but oh, on the heather to lie together,
With both our hearts a-beating!

~John Keats
 Lastly, do I vow, that mine eyes desire you above all things.  ~Catherine of Aragon, 1535

                         My favorite is the print above above, look how tenderly he is holding  her. I hope everyone has a good Valentine's Day~


Sunday, August 4, 2013

Latest ANTIQUE Paintings for Sale & a Angel Sighting

Long time no blogging here. Many reasons, will not bore you all with them. I wanted to show you a few antique paintings I bought to re-sale this weekend, and then tell you of a angel sighting my son and I had later. the painting above is a 1860-70's oil on canvas of a wealthy Southern widow. Love her jewelry. It is mourning jewelry from back then. all of these can be found on my ebay site here.

Nice antique landscape of birch trees and pond, circa late 1800's in shabby gesso frame.

Very cool antique folk art handmade American picture frame with star corners.

Hauntingly beautiful oil on wood French portrait of young girl with long hair. The dealer I bought this from said it came out of a home in Charleston, SC. It was supposed to have been included in the estate sale he was organizing there, but it was left behind in closet, so lucky me. Now it is for sale on eBay here.

Great one of two vintage oils I bought of attractive black women, circa late 1940's Jazzy Big band.

The larger of the two black women portraits, circa late 1940's, Big Band hairdo, outfit.

Antique Oil on board of man in boat on river, gold gilt frame. I will be  listing this

Wonderful vintage oil of woman in soft pink dress and bonnet, circa 1940's time frame. She is listed on my etsy site here.

Now let me tell you what we saw/experienced at the antique show this weekend. My young son was with me, helping me and shopping a bit himself. I walked up to him after I had been paying for some artwork, and he had a small car in his hand. I asked him if he wanted to buy another car ? He says the man gave it to him. I fish around in my purse, looking for a dollar to give the dealer, as I turn around and look for him...I notice he is in a wheelchair.
He only has one leg.
He is overweight, and does not look in good health.
I offer him the dollar, handing it towards him.
He shakes his head , waves his hand no, and touches a button on his throat to speak. He raspily says ' No, he can have it, I have boxes of them."
I asked him if he was sure, he waves his hand again and tells me yes, and I smile at him, he smiles back.
I thank him, my son very quietly thanked him, and we walked off.
I told my son, " Can you believe that man, he has nothing much, missing a leg, can't speak without a special larynx box button, yet he was kind enough to give you something for free. Just for the pleasure of seeing you happy."
I then told my son, " Out of all the beautiful antiques and artwork we have seen out here, his actions, he himself was the most beautiful thing we experienced."
My son looks down walking, considering what I said.
I tell him ," He was like an angel."
Then we walk in another building and look for me more paintings.

My son and me outside of the famous Husk restaurant in Charleston, SC last month

He is my size now, we were eating lunch on a sweltering day in July at the famous Husk restaurant in Charleston in the above shot. Quick re-cap of what's what with me, my oldest daughter is having a baby this November( yeah!), and it is a very exciting time. Still working and selling online with my paintings and antiques, and also letting my hair grow in naturally, no more color. So a nice silver and dark brown showing up, seen a bit in the above shot. A big deal for a woman these days as women feel forced to color their hair until eternity in the hope of looking young forever. BTW-won't work. Now when I see women who color their hair that are my age, also  younger and older, the color always looks like it doesn't 'go' with their face( to me). The darker colors look too dark usually, the blonds looks too yellow. And now I notice the ' fake ' look to many colored hairdos. Though I realize it is too each person to decide whether they want to keep coloring or not. I decided to go against the flow of modern culture, and just be me. I hope I set an example for younger women( and my own age) I know, of allowing a woman to be attractive and gray/silver, and not try to look 25-35 forever. A losing battle from the get go.
I decided to get off that train( the hair color train), and be authentic , just as I am. It so far is not easy, but I am plugging away and not giving up.
So very slowly, ever soooooo sllllllooooowwwwly, you'll see me become a silver sista of sorts. Will be back with a garden entry next.

Many blessings,

Gray hair is a crown of splendor; it is attained in the way of righteousness. Proverbs 16:21

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

CHARLESTON , SC on a cool morning in February 2013

Here are a few pictures of a morning walk in downtown Charleston, SC on a cool February Sunday morning last week. Even with it being so cool, flowers are in many of the planters and window boxes on my way, oh ! and also I passed the carriage tours getting ready for a morning ride...
Here are some of the flowers along the way..
Our native pine cones were used to decorate the tops of the planters.
Instead of mulch, they added pine cones at the base of the plants.
 A lovely view in a bridal shop on Church St.Fluffy puffy.
Sidewalk gardens in planters.
Beautiful magnolia leaves and flowers wreath for the door. Here is a close-up...
True Southern charm. Gaslights are on both sides of the door, flickering even in the day.
Antique wrought iron gate with sunlight view. It was morning, not many people were out and about. Especially since it was February. In Spring and Summer it is packed in Charleston.
 Large Camilla bush coming through the fence.
Antique wrought iron gate with tree shadows.
Lush windowboxes, those tricky Charlestonian garden wizards.
A quick glimpse through a gate and I saw this for some lucky owner to put in their garden soon.
A polite home-made don't pee on my bushes for dogs( owners) sign. 
Great giant Schnauzer dog, who was only 17 months old, with his owner. We stopped and talked for awhile. My husband had gone on this long walk with me,a rarity as I am always by myself on these walks. He has bad knees, so harder for him( plus he gets bored I think). This dog was huge and cute.
He saw another dog , and posed.
Giant live oaks near the battery.
Birds in fountain for morning bath.
Typical sign warning all us tourists to keep out of their gardens, but in a polite Southern way.
Heading back to the hotel, Rainbow row, my husband took his jacket off, as I think it got to about 58-60 degrees or so.
Looking down deserted Sunday morning streets. we did see some church- goers, one young man about 14 was so handsome in his suit and tie. I wanted to take his picture, but he was rushing and we just exchanged smiles and good mornings.
Forgot this shot showing Broad street. Look at the old storefronts that are now mainly law offices, restaurants and real estate companies, and some art galleries. 
Back we go...
Great ice-cream shop, also breakfast and lunch I believe. It is on 159 Church Street, right near the market. Plus the very nicest owners are here...
This man is always smiling and pleasant, gives my son the biggest serving in his cone or cup of ice cream on those hot Summer visits. Please stop by and tell them you read about their shop, Wholly Cow, on my blog.
Okay, that's about it. Shown above the typical Charleston window shutters, cracked facade of building and ever-present front planters. We left Charleston and hit a few antique stores in Summerville on the way home.
I plan on going back in a few months, as the garden fever will hit there hard at that time.
Take care,