We then headed out to Jenks (more advice), a suburb along the Arkansas River (that runs throughout Tulsa). We ate at Los Cabos. The queso was muy beauno. There were also more antique stores along old main street leading up to these river front restaurants, but most were closing at this time we arrived.
You take your item up to the appraiser, they look at it, tell you about it (sometimes, depending on the appraiser) and tell you what it's worth at auction. Usually appraisers cost money, and they might give you a brief snippet about your item, but then again, they don't have anything they are using for research so you just have to assume they have the info filed in their head. I saw a lot of ladies arguing with the value of their items. If the appraiser thinkss your object is interesting, they send you to a seat, and a producer comes to see you. This didn't happen to me, but I did see some people waiting in line, one had some silent movie reels. The producers came and they decided to film this lady, but they are just going to feature her online. "Just"....I know, it's more than I will be featured, but really, I'm already planning what I'll bring next time. As for this time, I have no regrets, I learned a lot about some items I've had for quite awhile. I have this painting, my Grandfather got it in Japan. He served in the Navy clean up efforts after WW2 . I learned that's Mount Fuji and this is a reverse glass painting (I'm still not sure on this because it looks like it's silk, but two people said it). The guy told me it's worth 25 dollars....uhhh...OK. Whatever, I wouldn't have sold it for anything because it's a piece of my Grandfather, but this appraiser and I shop at different places.
Next up, a surprise. I brought this because my brother asked me too. It's a lighter, also from my grandfather. He gave this to my brother. He got it in Japan, it's made out of American Beer cans due to the metal shortages at the time. Value-$50
Last up, and this is where things get weird. My Great, Great, Great Grandmother made the below peicture. It's about 2x3 feet. It's a flower wreath with a harp in the middle, well over a hundred year's old, winner of a blue ribbon in the state fair of Texas in the early 1900's, and completely made out of her children's hair. ...yup...hair art. I can't say this will ever make my list of projects to try, but I can also say when examinging it very closely, I don't think I could ever do anything this intricate if I wanted to pick it up.
Apparently, there isn't a big market for family hair pictures. Shock! The guy who appraised it first called it bead work. I had to correct him, but I don't think the value changed. He was impressed by the work, but at auction...only $250. I guess it's off to my Aunt's house to hang for another hundred years.