In early 2013 I had a big problem. At age 38 my family photography business was becoming a painful endeavor. With arthritis becoming more painful by the day I needed to rethink my career but to what?
Then one day while out "treasure hunting" at thrift and antique stores with my mom, she looked at me and said this is what you do. She then went into an argument that sounded like she had been crafting it for months. Etsy has a vintage section and you know ETSY (at the time I had an artistic photography shop on ETSY). You love vintage jewelry and clothing. You love researching. You love refurbishing things. You love finding things for other people. My reaction was you are nuts! But she had planted a seed that quickly started growing.
Within months I had acquired an inventory of high end vintage fine jewelry (OMG Art Deco engagement rings one of my favorite things I have ever learned about), clothing (everyone should have a vintage poncho in their closet) and home goods (1950s glassware and barware is like artwork) that I had thoroughly researched and evaluated. I opened Scotch Street Vintage, started listing and never looked back. I had so much to learn but that was the exciting part there were always going to be new things to learn. I was using my photography skills but without the grueling hours that left me in pain. And the stories, oh my gosh the wonderful stories I would learn about so many of the items. The love behind the years the items had been owned by someone and the love items would find in their new homes. That is the love of vintage and how it loved me back.