Fine Art | Antiques | Decorative Items | Jewelry | Coins | Vehicles Always Accepting Quality Consignments 51 Atlantic Highway (US Route 1), | Thomaston, Maine • 207.354.8141 ThomastonAuction.com | appraisal@thomastonauction.com • FREE APPRAISAL TUESDAYS 10:00 AM–NOON & 1:30–4:00 PM • SCHEDULED APPOINTMENTS • SEND US A PHOTO Find out what your treasures are worth. “We’re thinking about moving to a smaller place, but we don’t know what our things are worth...” Meissen Buddha nodder sold for $19,800 New England’s Trusted Appraisal & Auction Professionals Ivy sleeping whileWaldo chops wood. the arts 58 p o r t l a n d monthly maga ine do Peirce, with Hemingway transmitting Waldo’s larger-than-life stories straight into his work. “By then, [Waldo and Ivy were divid- ing their] time among Paris, various lo- cales in France, Hammamet in Tunisia, and trips back to the states for Ivy’s ca- reer and his own art shows in New York,” Gallagher writes. he Kardashians of their day, our expatriates got a lot of ink. Even Ivy’s fend- er bender was world news, from the New York Times to the Peoria Journal Star: “Par- is, July 16 [1929]. – Mrs. Waldo Peirce, wife of the American artist, is resting comfort- ably at home after injuries in an automo- bile accident. The automobile in which Mrs. Peirce was riding was greatly damaged but she escaped with slight bruises. She was treated at the Versailles clinic nearby the scene of the accident and went immediate- ly to her home. Mrs. Peirce formerly was Ivy Troutman, noted actress in New York. She married Peirce nine years ago,” but that marriage was not to last. According to her former paperboy, Jim Forest: “In 1951, Ivy purchased a run- down mansion on Newman Springs Road [in Tinton Falls, New Jersey], a short walk from our house. Built in the mid-19th cen- tury, shortly after the Civil War, Ivy presid- ed over a restoration that transformed the near-ruin into a palace. For some reason, she took a special liking to me. The result was that I put Ivy at the end of my newspa- per route, as she often invited me to stay for a while. Serving me a small glass of Dubon- net (imported from France but with wa- ter added in deference to my age), she often