An old favorite haunt of ours has reopened this summer. A warehouse in town where a construction firm once sold architectural relics is now new and improved. A new generation of owners has made these treasures available again. It’s even better than before.
What we once visited as Second Chance is now 7th Street Salvage. Oh, never fear, there are still ample choices awaiting a second chance!
Catherine has an eye for detail and has glorious displays everywhere. In addition to the warehouse holding years of accumulated doors and windows and stair railings, there are delightful vignettes of small treasures. Catherine has searched out more vintage delights and combined books and chairs and jars and hinges in the most unique ways. Her husband Brent is her partner in the endeavor.
The organization of bits and pieces is amazing. Even the most OCD of us would love the cataloging of salvage pieces here.
I appreciate the old and dusty, and sometimes rusty, elements that are abundant in these places. In some places we visit, a mad jumble encourages me to walk away. That’s not a problem here. Everything is grouped and categorized with clear price lists displayed. The simple quantity of things like doorknobs and hinges and backplates and keys is astounding, but the organization is amazing. Eat your heart out, Container Store.
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Look – tiles organized by quilt block usage: Half-square triangles and trapezoids ready to go!
And, who knew how educational such shopping could be? Did you know chickens needed laxatives?
This display of doorplates had me spellbound. I bought a couple and included one in a fabric collage about home. And I learned a new word: escutcheon.
This amazing place is 7th Street Salvage in Macon. Their schedule of open weekends is on facebook (https://www.facebook.com/7th-Street-Salvage-1903699043183111/). The architecture of Macon is glorious. To keep the elements of its historical beauty available to include in newer homes is a public service.
Here is the piece I am making using one of the doorplates I bought. I used vintage linens and a house key from our ancestral past atop an overdyed quilt remnant to showcase the escutcheon. It’s all ready to mount on a 16’ x 20” canvas here.
It looked bare. So I’m auditioning edges. What do you think?
Update: Here is a later post about the wall hanging once it was finished: I changed the name to Safe Haven.
