Showing posts with label antique dealers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label antique dealers. Show all posts

Monday, February 27, 2012

A Challenge to Antique Dealers

I call myself an antique dealer, loosely, apologetically. 

Truthfully, most of what I try to sell falls in the "vintage" category.  Not 100 years old.  Yet at least 20 years old.

We are all trying to sell the same stuff, the same junk, the same.  All across my city, Kansas City, there are hundreds of dealers.  We are all competing for a very small piece of the pie.  We run 30% off sales in our booth, only to have the dealer around the corner having a 50% off sale.  Competition drives down prices.  That's why Kansas City is probably the best city for finding vintage/antique items at the cheapest prices. 

My point is, we've lost our creativity.  When a dealer uses a different technique and comes up with a new twist on, let's say painting a dresser, then within the month, that technique is copied around our city at rapid pace, springing up in the West Bottom's famous First Friday Weekend sales.  Each shop is offering the same stuff the shop around the corner offers.

I am talking to myself here - preaching at myself.  Because I'm as guilty as anybody.  In the quest for increased sales, we feel this is necessary. 

I don't know how to solve this problem, except to do something different than others.  But be assured, the "bubble will burst" when you are shortly thereafter copied, time and time again. 

Part of the answer sounds harsh, but dealers who are hobbyists, who don't have the true need to make money for their household, are competing and adding to the pool of dealers.  Consequently, we have to sell goods at lower prices. 

Another answer is to NOT GIVE IN TO THE GREEDY DEMAND FOR CHEAPER GOODS!  I mean, who really wants to fill up their house with $19 side tables?  We've gotta face it - we wind up with lesser quality. 

I had an antique dresser in my booth at River Market Antique Mall for 8 months.  It's very old - unique dovetailing, and the woman who sold it to me said that it came through the wagon trains.  No one would pay me $395 for it.  Everyone wants an $89 dresser that has white paint on it.  I was told to paint it to get it noticed.  What did I do?  I brought it home to keep for myself and hauled to the mall a painted antique, which I had in my entry but grew tired off - not the best quality but it will probably sell soon because it's not as expensive. 





Yes, I'm ranting.  And I value comments. 

Saturday, April 23, 2011

The Plight of the Antique Dealer

With the purchase of this fountain, I had a reality check.  It is way too heavy to haul around.  My smart husband suggests I sell it on craigslist.  I think he's right. 

I didn't pay a lot for it;  my zeal got the best of me! 



I've been absent from blogland, scarcely checking my bloglist, let alone posting.  This is the start of the busy season for me.  Because I live in the Midwest, we have warm weather from only spring through fall.  As a result, garage sales are only spring through fall. 

While some antique dealers around here buy year round from auctions and estate sales, only a few of us will admit the truth:  we buy our inventory from garage sales.

That being said, I've been busy with junking.  And now that I'm in 3 locations for selling my wares, I feel scattered.  Plus, next week is the Fleeting Flea in Overland Park, Kansas.  It's a 2-day show and I will blog about this on Monday.  If you live here, and even if you don't, this will be an awesome event.  My friend Antonia Roper from The Beehive, a soul sister, will be sharing a space with me. 

 In this business, there's got to be a way to "pay" myself on a semi-regular basis.  I haven't figured out how to actually make a living with this.  There's a balance and I have yet to find it.  I would appreciate comments.  I do take my business seriously, as does Uncle Sam.  I become slightly irritated when people say, "well, Diane, it's a nice hobby for you...as long as you break even..."

I don't expect Target or Walmart or the dentist to break even.  Why should I when I spend a lot of time each month buying, fixing, painting, tagging, researching, and hauling?!  Thus the plight of the antique dealer...