Reclamation Point Vintage
Copyright © 2016-
Reclamation Point Vintage is an online-
Our name has changed a few times over the years, starting with Madem Jac’s Treasure Trash, then Eclectiques Boutique, and finally our current (and hopefully, our last) Reclamation Point Vintage, which fits nicely with what we do–reclaim old and used items from various sources and eventually bring them to market. We appreciate the quality and value of antique and vintage goods, economically and esthetically, for purposes of investment, collecting, decorating, personal style, and nostalgia. We love what we do–the hunt, the grunt, and the selling.
My Story
Reclamation Point Vintage is a compilation of my decades-
When I was young, my mom would write a list of jobs that we could do to earn money–three dollars an hour. I used to rub linseed oil on our redwood patio furniture to preserve and protect it; it looked so beautiful when I would finish, with the color revived to a deep, burnt red. I’d polish the silver with tarnish remover, and the wood paneling in the den and the woodwork throughout the house with Liquid Gold. I’d shine the crystals on our fancy dining room chandelier till they sparkled with rainbows. (Little did I know at that time that I was amid iconic Mid Century Hollywood Regency style all throughout our house.)
In my early teens, I was refinishing antique furniture in our basement under mom’s guiding hand and watchful eye–for one, since I was working with an extremely toxic chemical stripper, and for the other, so I didn’t ruin the floor while I was at it. And, as I prepared to go off to college, I took our old, grungy electric can opener that she’d given me and spent a few hours at the kitchen counter giving it a thorough detailing, using toothpicks, an old toothbrush, and patience–I got it looking like new again. (To this day, my mom still brings up this story with a condescending cluck!)
These early years in my life taught me to appreciate the value of proper care and maintenance of our household goods, and fixtures, as well as ways and means to revitalize old castaways with a little tender loving care, and (sometimes) a lot of elbow grease. I admire the quality of materials and workmanship inherent in vintage items–qualities that are basically either cost-