So fast forward two years to a couple weeks ago when Jessica texted me about an estate sale going on here in Fresno. After a failed attempt at going together (oh nap schedules!), I ended up going later that day on my own.
^^Loved these persian rugs.
Halfway through the pile I came across a painting of boys on a ship. The room was dim but I could tell there was texture to the painting so I immediately thought, "An original!" I asked the nearest worker the price. He held it and said, "Oh it's an original." To which my heart sunk because all the other originals in the house were going for $250+. But then he said, "How about $20?" My face lit up probably a little too much and I said yes, for sure.
Upon arriving home where I could get a better look at the painting, I could tell that it really wasn't an original. There is a heavy coat of clear gel brushstrokes over the whole surface to give it the appearance of being an original. This technique probably as a technical name, does anyone know it?
Anyways, I wonder what I could have gotten it for if the worker hadn't thought it was a true original. But really I can't complain. Twenty dollars for a framed, medium-sized piece of art is great.
Update: Turns out the painting is a classic American painting by Winslow Homer titled "Breezing Up." Cool! (Thanks anonymous commenter!) Turns out you can get a similar sized print, unframed from Art.com for $49.99 . And now that I look at the print on Art.com more closely, I can see that the original painting had a boat off to the right in the distance. It looks like whoever framed my print cut it down to fit the frame. Interesting stuff!
I think it will look great in a future boys room alongside a framed map or something. The frame is a little too green for our living room so I don't really like it there. I will have to find the perfect spot for it till our some-day-future-boy-child is born.
these photos) and a brass envelope holder. Such a success!
So my conclusion is that I need to go to estate sales more often. They are such a fun look into someone's life. It's not often you get to walk through a stranger's house and see how they lived. And this home was darling. I wandered around the house wondering about the woman that lived there and even mourning her passing a little. She must have been a great lady :)
And thank you Jessica for telling me about the sale. I sure hope we can work it out to go to a future one together!