AS MINIMALISTS GO, I’M LOUSY. I’ll get rid of a book, and then come gleefully home from a used bookstore with a bag bulging full. I purge a ceramic serving dish, only to find three more California midcentury specimens calling my name at the flea market. Or that chair—it just needs a little paint! My acquisitional nature is not made better by the fact that my job entails wandering through so many of America’s best flea markets, vintage shops and thrift stores.
But we do have to draw the line somewhere if we’re to be proper collectors and not hoarders, and in this issue we’ve presented some options for curation and containment. After all, the beginning of the year is the perfect time to assess what we own and think about what is truly useful or providing joy. I know many of you are dealers and flippers; if so, consider yourselves fortunate that you can make money off the cycle of stuff.
The fresh new year is also the ideal time for us to debut our new logo, which you may have noticed splashed across the magazine. It was an exciting process, thinking about which fonts and combinations will best express the thrill of the hunt that is flea marketing, as well as the unique style our readers have when it comes to self expression. We hope you like the makeover.