Tchotchkes.

Gabby took me to Gordie Harper's Bazaar for dinner because she knows my fondness for tacky art. The funny thing was how much stuff I recognized from my own childhood. I've mostly gotten it out of my system but when I was little I was totally obsessed with this crap. Now when I look through it I mostly wonder what the original artist was thinking when they made it. I wonder how many of them had aspirations of being a respected artist or how many of them were just bored and had a knack for sculpting animals in the shape of clocks and bottle holders.

Gordie Harper's Bazaar
Gordie Harper's Bazaar
Gordie Harper's Bazaar
Gordie Harper's Bazaar
Gordie Harper's Bazaar
Gordie Harper's Bazaar
Gordie Harper's Bazaar
Gordie Harper's Bazaar

No comments: