Today I came across these calling and escort cards at a sidewalk sale. I love the different shapes and sizes and fonts; and I am always intrigued by little cultural rituals that have died away. I laughed when I read the response card to the escort card - picturing a couple standing awkwardly, exchanging cards instead of conversation. I'm sure it didn't exactly happen that way, but google didn't help me out too much with the history of such exchanges when I looked up "escort cards" or "dance cards". I'll have to do some more searching. In any case, I gave in to my weakness for paper ephemera and took these home.
Yesterday, at the shady end of the Logan Square farmer's market, I found someone selling buttons. Sometimes, digging through buttons is more of a commitment than I'm willing to make. There is a lot of digging and scrutinizing involved, there's a chance your search will not unearth anything that interests you... and there's the button grime. And, in this case, there was a lot of button grime. But, there were enough promising buttons peaking out at me, so I decided to put in a little time digging. Here are my finds. I plan on using them in my necklaces... after giving them a nice button bath.
I originally had picnics and sunbathing in mind for Saturday afternoon, but as the rain started to come down on my morning errands, I ruled these things out and decided to relax in my apartment until the coast was clear. I popped in a movie and set up in my kitchen to work on some collage bracelets. I've made a few of these in the past, but either given them away, or stubbornly held onto them for myself. So, these will be going into my shop (along with some collage earrings). Just a coat of glaze, and they will be ready to go!