No more antlers, said the NY Times. So, no antlers.
I put this together after reading the NYT article on a still "moony" couple who bought a 1.7 million dollar loft in Williamsburg and wanted to avoid that "Brooklyn" look. Meaning antlers, for one thing, which is — I am sure — a not so subtle dig at the flea market/instant heritage/vintage taxidermy aesthetic that can be satisfied so easily on etsy.

 If you have $13,000 to spend on a couch (as this couple does), maybe you're above all that. If not, there are plenty of amazing pieces being made and curated by shops on the e'sphere that have nothing to do with antlers. I don't even think too many of these are in Brooklyn. But if they are, they're not in a 1.7 million smackeroo loftette. And I happen to love antlers anyway.


 Snapshots, 1899-1900

Was this a student's scrapbook? Did she or he work in a printing house or a shop that got giant catalogs of merchandise? The photos are all glued onto squares, the pages reused. Lots of captions, explanations, from Pasadena to Atlantic City, the classroom to the beach. Including a pet skeleton named Toby. 1899-1900.
Sixth plate ambrotype in leather case, 1860s.

A rather wistful looking older couple, and she's got a splash of gilt applied by the photographer to her brooch and the ring on her finger. 
As if that would brighten things up.

Campbell's Illustrated History of the Paris Exposition, 1900
Six volumes of the set

Five portfolios of the World's Fair, 1894
Art Series no. 12, 15, 7, and one missing number 1894
The Magic City, 1894