Alameda flea market was the quietest I've ever seen. Intermittent showers chased away the mid-century furniture vendors (phooey) and my chances of finding a new end table for our living room went with them. In spite of the limited number of vendors, I had a fantastic time milling about, ruddy cheeked, in the grey. As i wandered, I snapped some photos of inspiring items including a Resin lamp from the 70's, a small, lilac ceramic bowl, and a green vase (which i'd like to reference for glazing techniques).
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