Estate Auction

Yesterday, I got a chance to live one of the scenes from Sex and the City (the movie)- an estate auction. By chance, I came across an advertisement for the event. The items belonged to a physician from a prominent family amidst a divorce. Apparently the family business is in scotch. The event was held at a beautiful location in Menlo Park.

Clearly the physician's family had good and expensive taste. There were imported rugs, paintings from Matisse and Chagall, porcelain vases from China, and jewelry dripping with diamonds. There were moments when I thought of them as someone's memories. I don't know anything about the family, but I couldn't help but wonder that each item had a story, a connection with its owner. That's the thing about things. Even though they are inanimate additions to your live, they carry weight and meaning in life. They are part of your history. Maybe that's why I have a difficult time parting with belongings.

I liked two items- a Tiffany style lamp and a globe. Luckily, I was able to get both of them after a short bid war.