"Brimfield
is the Woodstock of antique shows...you are
playing at the pro level...and there will be pain!
Competition?...get ready for it...There are fields
of collectors loaded for bear...well heeled New
Yorkers who are as serious as you. They drove hard
to get there, and they aren't taking
prisoners" |
This
was the Brimfield I'd heard about...and pretty much, that is the
way it is. Having never been to it I did as much research I could
on what my approach would be once I hit the ground. Like a Navy
Seal going in for Bin Laden, I looked at it from every
angle....checking weather.com continually the two weeks prior the
show. My friend Tom Cardaropoli who I met on eBay, handle walnutts
....a Brimfield veteran from Cape Cod, gave me the scoop on where to
hit first on which days, even down to which parking lots to use on
each day. Little tips like parking are important when you
understand how big Brimfield is. Having your car one block from
the road instead of four is important when you need to stash
something. Parking is another reason you want to get there early! If you're serious, you want to conserve your energy to
make it thru the day. Bring rain gear, bring shorts, bring heavy
boots for the mud....have it with you for what ever the weather
brings, said my friend Ryan Sims in Los Angeles....They set up
even if it rains I asked...I got a chuckle...Dude he
said...they're pros, the show goes on no matter
what he said. The first couple days I was getting there around
5:30AM...as the week wore on it got closer to 7:00 A.M....By four or five in the afternoon you're shot and
just want to get out of there. One
day on the way home I had to stop in one of the food and
gas turnouts on Interstate 90 and slept an hour before continuing back to my hotel
in West Springfield. Ideally you want to get to bed no later than
8:00 PM, but night owl that I am that was tough.
Ryan
told me I might not find anything but I should go for the experience,
and that's kind of how it turned out. I did it wrong the first two
days. I now know that when a field opens, it's not enough to just
get there early right as it opens. You have to almost literally
sprint thru the show as fast you can on a first sweep....and be
ready to pull the trigger if you find something, no lengthy
contemplation, particularly if it's great...then go back for more combs after you've been thru
it once. It's not like the shows in California where a brisk pace
will suffice...and you walk away and think about it then come
back. Why? There are just so many serious collectors (and dealers)
there, great stuff moves fast.
To
illustrate the kind of competition there is at Brimfield. On
Thursday I was at May's bright and early...I was across the street
standing by myself totally engrossed in getting shots of the
gathering crowd that was waiting for the show to open. Actually
more like fumbling around trying to figure out how to work
the panoramic
and video
features....Anyway, as the
9:00AM opening approached I was getting surrounded by people. So
engrossed in my photography I didn't pay any attention. All a
sudden I look around....there was John Orban, Kevin Bronson and
Rich Witherby..some of the top sports memorabilia talent/dealers in the
country....plus a posse of their
buds all waiting to get in...And that was just a few I recognized!
OPENING
DAY TUESDAY
And
now we come to where the rubber meets the road...my own personal
experience of Brimfield. I arrived for my first day around 5:30AM
Tuesday as
dealers were just opening.
The only interesting things I saw the first hour or so was a booth
full of bats that did nothing for me. And a very unusual 59"
tall by 26" wide wood sign shaped l ike
a church window, and which listed
the
players of a football team. The name of the team wasn't indicated but there was
reference to Virginia and Maryland. At the top it said "Session
1900-01". Below that were the names of the president of the
athletic association, the vice president and the manager. All that
indicated it was for an amateur athletic association team. Down
the center were the names of the "First Eleven" (first
string), and to the left their positions were indicated. Unfortunately
that left side had been partially trimmed away, but at least you
could still see "E" for end "T" for tackle
"G" for guard etc. The dealer was asking around $3,000.00 I think it
was...The sign was an exceptional piece of folk art that screamed
for research.. I looked it over hard...but
couldn't
get behind it right that moment and kept on my search.
Nevertheless it was an incredibly rare and handsome artifact of
American football.
THE
EXPERIENCE
I won't pull any punches,
straight up, my first Brimfield got off to a rough start. After
that first hour of weak quality it got worse, I hit a trail of architectural salvage
that seemed to just go on an on...I left that field and ran into the
same potential landfill the next. Those first few hours really challenged
the optimism I'd arrived with. Over the last twenty years I'd
heard about the great finds at Brimfield. I remember once at the 2007
National Sports Collectors
Convention. John Orban had a large 1880's rowing
trophy, about 17" tall, flanked
with sweep oars, with a large engraving of a sculler on the
front. It was the best rowing trophy I'd ever seen, with a price
to match. John said he
got it at Brimfield....and there I was
at Brimfield....trekking
thru rusty lame building parts
I couldn't seem to shake.
Common sense however reassured me there were three and a half days
left and it couldn't get any worse and could only get better...and
it did. I knew Dealer's Choice field would open later that morning
at 11:00AM, and Brimfield Acres North would open at 1:00PM, so I
figured things would change. The quality improved over the day but
never to the level I expected....Dealer's Choice was pretty much a
yawner. Basically I didn't see anything to
write home about although I did see one of those 1880 baseball
player gas lamps. I can't remember what the dealer was asking but
it was some nose bleed figure. Fatigued out, I just glossed over
it and kept walking. I bought the figure only mate to it about a year ago
at the June 13th 2010 Rose Bowl Flea Market...at the other end of
the nose bleed spectrum...for the wopping price of $35.00, which
you can read about in the story
I did. The only other thing at Dealer's Choice that turned my head was a cloth
pillow cover which I bought for $100.00 practically out of
desperation!
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