William James Webbe (fl.1853-1878), The White Owl, ‘Alone and warming his five wits, The white owl in the belfry sits,’ signed with monogram and dated ‘1856’ (lower left), oil on board, 17¾ x 10 3/8 in. (45 x 26.3 cm.) © Christie’s Images Limited 2012
Alone and warming his five wits,
The white owl in the belfry sits.
I can't believe this wonderful story. I also cannot believe I am able to find such interesting news and articles on Instagram. This story will have you running to your attic to rummage around if yours is packed and you have no idea what's up there. That's what happened when a lady had to move things for a plumber in hers.
"Everyone dreams of finding that one priceless item hiding in the corners of a dust-ridden attic. One UK teacher recently experienced the joy of rescuing such a forgotten antique, all thanks to an old owl painting that turned out to be worth nearly a million dollars."
Read the entire story on The Huffington Post. Enjoy this beautiful November Saturday as I shall. xo
5 comments:
Yes, those of us who dig around in the trash at estate sales and such love stories such as this. Still dreaming!
JudyMac -- I have a few such stories myself but not of this magnitude. Keep digging. Did you see this on Instagram too?
I am trying to wean myself from looking at my phone so much. I was starting to get "smartphone neck" from looking down at my phone and laptop so much. My neck was killing me and it was becoming painful to turn my head to the left and right. I was afraid if I didn't do something, it would become chronic. I moved my laptop into my pantry and found a stool with a low back and this is where I sit to use my computer now. No more sitting on the sofa in the living room looking down. I don't allow myself to look down on my phone, but try to hold it up. Instagram was killing me. Really.
I was going to blog about my condition but maybe this comment will suffice.
My neck is MUCH BETTER. I have been using TIGER BALM on it. I found my old small bed pillow full of buckwheat hulls that I made long ago when Martha Stewart was selling them. I can adjust the pillow for the perfect neck support. It is quite wonderful. I can't imagine why I ever stopped using it. The hulls stay cool too and that is a good thing for me. These pillows are quite popular in Japan.
Sorry this is so long. Enjoy your weekend.
xo, Rosemary
I'm in the midst of cleaning out my parents' house. If I knew there was a million dollar something hiding somewhere in the midst of it all, I'd be working so much harder. Awash in so many lovely (and not so lovely) objects, I keep wondering, what is it all worth? I can't bear to dispose of it all, but I have no place to store it, much less put it all to use. I happened on the Antiques Roadshow website page on what shows up too often at their shows. Keeps one humble, but, still, one can wish for that special something to pop up. With a million dollars, I'd buy a bigger house, with lots of storage space! I realize now how useful it would be to have a written and pictorial inventory of one's belongings, and notes on each item's value and provenance. I tried, sigh, but it never really worked out before it was too late. Now I am resolving to do this in my house. At least my son will know what he's throwing away.
I can sympathize with the neck woes. Glad you're solving the problem.
Imagine finding a painting in your attic! Not just for the money it would bring, but to know that something so gorgeous would be shared with the world.
I love stories like this. It's such a wonderful painting. I don't know anyone with an attic :-(
Rosemary I'm so sorry to read about your neck although not surprised. Think of the problem sthe younger kids are going to have with their posture and neck. My Chris was having similar neck problems a couple of months ago, I'm going to bring this to his attention. I read an article that said that young people are developing widows humps from looking down at their technology all the time. I'm guilty of sitting on the sofa with my MacBook Air, probably need to rethink how I view it.
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