THE ARCADIA COLLECTION SALE

LAST PIECES BY APPOINTMENT

2008-09-01T08:00:00.000-07:00

We will be selling the remaining pieces, by appointment,
on September 1 and 2.

FINAL WEEKEND OF THE SALE

2008-08-29T08:00:00.000-07:00

And then we are outta here.
Please come by Saturday and Sunday, August 30th and 31st, from noon til 7 p.m.

12 FT H'WOOD REGENCY BENCH

H'WOOD REGENCY 3 PC PATENT LEATHER COUCH

4 TULIP CHAIRS
MAPLE TALL DRESSER
GILT MIRROR
OAK CURIO CABINET
TWO OTHER DRESSERS
DRUM SET
KEYBOARD AMP, GUITAR AMP
LOTS OF SPEAKERS, TUBE AMPS, VINTAGE TUBE STACKS
STAGE CURTAINS AND SET MATERIALS, LIGHTS FOR THEATRE OR DANCE COMPANY
CHANDELIERS AND LIGHTING FIXTURES
TWO AMAZING SCREENS: ONE THAI TEAK AND MOTHER OF PEARL, ONE HEAVY CONQUISTADOR STYLE WITH MASSIVE BRASS DOOR KNOBS AND PLATES
LOTS OF COOL JUNK AND KNICKNAKS
PAIR WOOD CARVED RENAISSANCE-STYLE HARLEQUIN CANDLEABRA ARMS
WROGHT IRON PLANT STANDS AND CANDLEABRUM
3 PC ELEGANT ARMOIRE
DECO CABINET WITH FOLD DOWN DESK
ETC ETC

PRIVATE SHOWINGS THIS WEEK!

2008-07-29T11:38:00.000-07:00

We've still got lots of beautiful stuff to sell. You can come by and see us up 'til 8 p.m. daily, through Thursday, July 31. We'll be back in town in the middle of August to complete the sale.

Please feel free to mail us with questions, or to set up an appointment. We'd love to see you!

FIRST DAY OF THE SALE WENT SMASHINGLY WELL!

2008-07-26T19:24:00.001-07:00

There were lots of dealers, of course, but also lots of very lovely people. We've still got an absolute TON of stuff left, so come on by Sunday, starting at noon. Hope to see you there! Get off the L train at the first stop on Bedford and walk 5 blocks to 118 North 11th Street, between Berry and Wythe. You'll see the lovely Dean selling some knick-knacks and tschotkes on the sidewalk, and he'll direct you upstairs to the sale.

ON OUR WAY TO LA

2008-07-24T19:26:00.000-07:00

and to those who remain go the spoils!

we're looking forward to seeing you this weekend.

MORE PICS TO BE ADDED TO THE SLIDESHOW TODAY!

2008-07-24T09:39:00.001-07:00

We'll be posting lots more pics today, so please stay tuned!

The sale begins at noon on Saturday and on Sunday, at 118 N. 11th Street between Berry and Wythe.

Take the L to the Bedford stop and walk 4 blocks to N.11th. Turn left and walk one block to Berry Street. Cross Berry. We are located in the long building on the left.

See you there!

THE ARCADIA COLLECTION SALE - WE'RE MOVING TO A HOLLYWOOD BUNGALOW, AND YOU CAN'T STUFF ALL THIS STUFF INTO ONE OF THOSE

2008-07-23T16:34:00.000-07:00

The Arcadia Collection is an eccentric, hand picked mélange of antiques and contemporary 20th century furniture that are works of art on their own.

If you want to have a piece of the legendary Arcadia, stop by this weekend. I have scads of gorgeous furniture, housewares, lamps, vintage recording equipment, weird goth stuff, you name it, I have it, and I look forward to seeing you.

"William Basinski is an American avant-guard composer. His most famous work, The Disintegration Loops (2001) is an internationally critically acclaimed 4 CD masterwork that portrays entropy in an extraordinarily beautiful, human, melancholy way.

Arcadia, his home and studio in Williamsburg, Brooklyn for the last 20 years, was the seat of the cultural avant-garde in the 1990’s. He hosted 12 underground cabaret events a year from 1989 to 1997, featuring emerging talent in music and poetry. Notable successes from these years were Diamanda Galas and Antony and the Johnsons, among others."

NEST MAGAZINE ON ARCADIA WINTER 2000-2001

2008-07-23T16:28:00.000-07:00

Jesse Browner wrote in the Winter 2000-2001 issue of nest magazine:

From the street you step through an anonymous doorway and stand at the bottom of a decayed stairwell lit by one yellow bulb; listen to the ambiguous industrial clanging and occasional disembodied whispers that emanate from the bowels of the ancient factory. Arcadia is on the 3rd floor, but every step closer somehow seems to take you down instead of up. You feel as if you were going down the way sleepers descend into the REM state; down the way Alice went down the rabbit's hole; down the way Orpheus went down after Euridice. And when you reach the massive iron-strapped doorway that swings open silently onto a twilit world of bouys bobbing on the ceiling, flying horses on the stairway, and liquid electronic music as enveloping as a tropical sea, you'll know you've finally come to rest at the bottom of the world. Welcome to Arcadia. You swim through Arcadia, as if through the submerged ruins of an ancient city. Past James Elaine¹s quiescent, luminous sculptures of blown glass, antifreeze, perfume factices, past a wall of transistor radios creating a wash of static, murmuring in an extinct language distilled from the living air. Beneath exquisite, decaying lattice vaults and octograms of cast iron, whose patterns are echoed precisely in the great gold and brown tiles paving the floors, through flowing partitions of muslin to a gothic bedchamber, with a ladder leading down into an interior courtyard, whose stillness and isolation on a moonlit night can recall the corrosive splendor of a Moorish water garden. The dreams of Arcadia are only the fleeting memories of a school of fish, of a half-finished hallucination, of a song that used to make you cry, long ago, when the world was greener and the alcazar of your imagination had many, many more rooms.