Why?

I'm a Damawyn.

Damawyn is a Cornish word for Granny - it means 'Fair Dame', and was used only for the most senior matriarch in the family, as a sign of respect. My mother was known as Damawyn to my sons as they grew up, and now I am the Damawyn... 'there can be only one!!!'
This is my second attempt at a blog (wasn't impressed with my efforts on Tumblr).
I was going to call this Damawyn's Druthers - lovely word - and not one I'd heard before. Preferences, choices, selections, it means. So here you will find the special druthers of a Cornish granny in exile, in this, my second, tentative, blog.
The focus will be on beautiful, weird or unusual items I have found in my antiques hunt... in particular those I have had most success with... but there will be a miasma of other bits of my daily life, observations and thoughts...

Saturday, October 01, 2011

Clarice Cliff Flora Wall Mask

But here's what got me started... here's what sucked me in, as a total novice, into the slightly obsessive, geeky world of antiques...



I thought I'd try a snap at ebay, being strapped for cash as ever, and thinking that even stupid people can make money selling stuff on ebay. I thought I'd try antiques - as I was totally ignorant about them of course - but I did know I liked art deco stuff. Clarice Cliff was an obvious place to start looking. I figured that I would be clever (ah, me...) and look for mis-spellings of the name, as it was obvious anything correctly spelled was getting picked up for outrageous sums by people with a lot more money than me (little did I know every serious treasure seeker uses the same technique). I found this slightly ugly mask, labelled as 'In the style of Claris Cliff' (sic), and although it was unsigned, from my researches I figured it was an actual Clarice Cliff, and not just 'in the style of'.... so I bid on it, and was the only one, buying it for £25.

It was confirmed by my local auction house as a genuine and original Clarice Cliff, and sold at auction there for £1025.  They featured a stunning photo of Flora (as she was called) on the front cover of their glossy auction catalogue. The bidding was electrifyingly exciting, with several phone bidders fighting it out.I was hooked. Sadly, of course, I have never had quite the same success since - but the hunt is the thing - one day....

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