Thursday, May 13, 2010

Antique vs. Collectible - Anyone Know The Difference?

Anyone in this hobby/business of ours has encountered people convinced that their gramma's Singer sewing machine is worth thousands - simply because it's "really old."

We get it all the time: "Well, you obviously don't know what you're talking about," they'll sniff. "This (insert one: tape deck, Power Rangers lunchbox, or Star Wars light saber) is really old."

And we moan, inwardly of course.

You have only to go to the local Internet sales forums to get an idea of the disconnect. In the antiques category, typically items 100 years old or more, we've found:

"Polaroid 360 Camera. Really OLd!!!. $100 for all 3 polaroid 360 electronic flash! One of a kind!!!"

A hint, folks. Anytime someone posts an offering for a piece of junk they want to gussie up with !!!!!! it's time to run away... fast.

"Antique Bronze Fountain..there is one of these on ebay for $5000 buy it now."

Made in China, probably about six months ago...

"Antique Time Life Books. The Old West. Set of 3 books: Pioneers, Gunfighters, and Cowboys. Fair to excellent condition. Leather-bound hard cover."

Made to look old, of course... but circa 1975.

Anyone else?

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Pretty creepy

Dash Hammett said...

We see this problem all the time here in Southern California where old to some people is anything older than the age of their cat.

Jason Prewitt said...

The kids are interesting, bringing in their parents old vinyl records and calling Diana Ross records ANTIQUE!! Funny at times.

Jaime Baiao said...

interessante!

Miss Prentiss said...

So true! Right down to the multiple exclamation points. We here in Texas have noticed a sharp uptick in the number of 30 and and 40 era items bearing six figure price tags - at least for their owners!

All part of the game and whatever you do, don't try to tell them the items true value. They don't want to hear it!

Circa 1850 said...

Had a young man bring in about 700 Beanie Babies last week. I told him we were an antique store and he looked at the pile of stuffed junk and said - "well here you go."

I had to leave the store for a minute to regain my composure.