I’ve always been fascinated by the treasures to be found at the Princeton Flea Market. Booths filled with antiques, books, and old tools could keep a person’s attention for hours. When I was a child I would find all kinds of little tchotchke’s to purchase with my pocket change and once, we even brought home a fluffy little kitten. They no longer allow you to bring pets into the park but I still consider it one of the best flea market finds. When I was 19, and a sophomore in college, I bought a small tufted green chair for my dorm room and started collecting old character glasses. Fifteen years later the green chair found it’s way to the curb but I still have many of the glasses, at least the ones I haven’t broken over the years.
Photographically the flea market has continued to hold my fascination and I’ve brought my camera with me a time or two. I love the repetition of shapes and the textures of old wood and metal. Boxes filled with like items creating a study in pattern.
Not for the first time have I jived with these collections of found objects. The final image below is from ten years ago when I was still photographing with black and white film on my old nikon slr.