

Side A – Goofus, Slim Lamar’s Southerners (1928)Side B – Happy, Slim Lamar’s Southerners (1928) [R. Crumb‘s graphics found here via here.]


Side A – Goofus, Slim Lamar’s Southerners (1928)Side B – Happy, Slim Lamar’s Southerners (1928) [R. Crumb‘s graphics found here via here.]
HUGE collection of sewer manholes, utility access covers and drain grates found here. These fine European covers were submitted by “Anonymous Participant“.
Beat culture musician, filmmaker and avant-garde artist Harry Everett Smith collected things, including paper airplanes.
The Collections of Harry Smith, Catalogue Raisonné
“Volume one features richly detailed photographic documentation of 251 paper airplanes gathered by Smith from the streets of New York City over an approximately 20-year period. Whimsical and weird, the paper airplanes rank among Smith’s most mysterious collecting pursuits. This extensive compendium presents the fruits of his extraordinary aeronautic pursuit and highlights the tangled history and myths that accompany them.”

“Collectors like Hollister, left, and Porter Hovey, sisters with an appetite for late 19th-century relics like apothecary cabinets and dressmakers dummies, are turning their homes into pastiches of the past.”
New York Times 29 July 2009
[Found here.]
On a dark and freezing morning during the winter of 2015, a plastic baby doll head left behind by the outgoing tide caught my eye. I pried it loose from the frozen sand and took it home. This began my slide down the flotsam rabbit hole.
First, I only collected toys, but the collector in me inevitably took over and my toy collection grew to include shotgun shells, shoe heels, combs, old pipes, toothbrushes, balls of fishing line, and on and on and on. Soon, my yard was a plastic graveyard.
I’ve discovered that like things float together. Some days I might find 6 or 7 tennis balls, other days the wrack line is a trail of colorful bottle caps. Once, two Monopoly houses washed up on the same day about a half a mile apart.
All these items individually don’t say much, but together, they tell the story of all of us; what we value, consume, discard, hold nostalgic. – Corinn Flaherty
Plum Island Museum of Lost Toys and Curiosities
[via Mme. jujujive.]

Swan Lake Ranch, Alcalde, New Mexico, 1949.
Owner Mrs. Hamilton Garland collects copperware as a hobby.
[Found here.]

[Found here.]














