..MOTHER'S bed, that is. I was foozling around the artsy-krafty section of my local library when a particular book reached out and grabbed mm... "FAKE YOUR OWN ANTIQUES" by Peter Knott.* Of course they do the usual wink-wink qualifier -
I love the way they put "antiques" into quote marks - if it was me I would have put 'em on: skills and tricks of the professional "restorer".
It's all there, bury them a while, soak 'em in tea, beat on 'em with chains and keys, they cover metal wood, porcelain, "warm up the blowtorch, Agnes, cause I gots me some "restoring" to do"
(cue: hysterical laughter.)
Around here it's friggin' carving duck decoys. There's a multi-gen family down the road a stretch named 'Ward" and the best of the "old" decoys blow at twenty-five or thirty GRAND a piece. And the sons carry on the noble tradition and every now and then they "find" another one of Granpa's just a-sittin' thar in the barn, yessir. And it's really no different than the books that (tongue in cheek?) tell you exactly every little deal you need to know to be absolutely SURE that Gramp's Tele is a real vintage one - in other words, a cookbook. :hello2:
So, if you happen to notice a little run on Warmoth "vintage cnc'd" telecaster & stratocaster bodies, heading east, just crank up granma's bed a notch... keep a keen eye under there starting i... aw shucks I'rn outta teabags. Back in the catbox for another month!
*(Peter Knott? Peter-knot?!?
I love the way they put "antiques" into quote marks - if it was me I would have put 'em on: skills and tricks of the professional "restorer".
It's all there, bury them a while, soak 'em in tea, beat on 'em with chains and keys, they cover metal wood, porcelain, "warm up the blowtorch, Agnes, cause I gots me some "restoring" to do"
(cue: hysterical laughter.)
Around here it's friggin' carving duck decoys. There's a multi-gen family down the road a stretch named 'Ward" and the best of the "old" decoys blow at twenty-five or thirty GRAND a piece. And the sons carry on the noble tradition and every now and then they "find" another one of Granpa's just a-sittin' thar in the barn, yessir. And it's really no different than the books that (tongue in cheek?) tell you exactly every little deal you need to know to be absolutely SURE that Gramp's Tele is a real vintage one - in other words, a cookbook. :hello2:
So, if you happen to notice a little run on Warmoth "vintage cnc'd" telecaster & stratocaster bodies, heading east, just crank up granma's bed a notch... keep a keen eye under there starting i... aw shucks I'rn outta teabags. Back in the catbox for another month!
*(Peter Knott? Peter-knot?!?
