The Mixx

When I have hours to spare, or feel like playing, "pretend" I will re-route my normal driving patterns to make it passed 12th and Indiana Avenue. On the corner sits a brick warehouse, that looks like its been sitting for years. Where windows should be, large colorful posters of abstract art work, block out light, and that chance to get a glimpse of further inside. Windows twenty feet tall reveal  unique pieces of furniture and art work. They reach out and capture the eyes first, then attack the brain  in attempts to analyze and understand its construction.

Inside the smell of importance and elegance loom over the invisible shields that must protect these rare and delicate pieces of art and valuables. An oil painting on canvas, a three piece set, attracted me with its natural tones and warm feeling. I reach for the  textured paper that hangs from yarn attached to the display.  "THE MIXX" Design Centre" headlines on the front, I open the piece of paper, and inside reads the title of the piece, along with the Artists name, both of which I cannot remember. What I do remember is the bold inviting tag, along with the price, this piece, was valued at $1, 200. I started to follow the same technique, when I moved from exhibit to display, to sectional theme. Many of the items I was in the presence of,  antique collect ables and rare pieces of furniture that cant be duplicated or found elsewhere.

I had fantasies of dressing my future home, or owning this particular couch because of its unique shape or color. I swear I can justify, why every individual piece there, "just has to me mine."  I take time to sit in every chair, and open every box that can be open. I pull open drawers, just to find hidden compartments and more drawers. I open compacts that once belonged to so and so. The baby fresh smell still cant escape my nostrils. I flip open catalogs, inside are head shot and still life images from old Hollywood movies. I gently glaze my fingers of the Piano valued over 11,000. I know it wont grace the presence of my home one day, I've come to terms and accepted it,but  I will however settle for just visiting its, "home". It brings me great satisfaction to be able to tour this massive collection of valuables. To learn its history, enjoy its presence, and expand my collection.