So oddly, I start this blog space with a rather faded reference to “treky” days when in fact this is going to be a blog about the life, and times, and observations of Shadflyguy – humble servant, and seeker of the authentic and beautiful in things produced by past and in some cases of present people.
Come and enjoy with me a nice cup of tea or coffee, or espresso as the case may be, and I will attempt to explain why for the past thirty years I have occupied my waking moments finding, selling, and researching Canadian antiques and folk art, when in my “previous” life I was trained and fully employed making high tech slide extravaganzas, as were “all the rage” then at places like Expo 67, and Ontario Place.
I am going to attempt over time to transfer to this site the four giant drawers I have full of photographs, notes, and background information on some of the Canadian folk artists I have met. This in some kind of orderly fashion so as they may be useful to those seeking this previously unpublished material. I am also going to attempt to relay some of the juicier “picker’s stories” I have heard in my travels because they are fun. I may even illuminate some old time dealers tricks, and things to watch out for when buying antiques. If I really get rolling I may even start to document my furniture restoring techniques. Although I am concerned about the possibility of someone ruining dear Grandma’s rocker and holding me personally responsible…. hmmm. You can see I am thinking about categories, and ramifications. I think I may have the hang of this but do I have the chops. We’ll see.
Right up front I want to thank my daughter Cassandra for leading the horse to water. O.K. Welcome aboard, and let’s get at ‘er and post this puppy before I loose my nerve.