Thrifting Art Supplies

I'm going to experiment with painting fabric this year, so I decided to thrift more art supplies. I ended up bidding on and winning two lots with the things I needed; this one is the first that I got for $9.99. It has all the foam brushes I need, and also a couple of stencils.

I didn't mind that there was a brand new diamond painting kit in it with four small projects, either. Total retail on this lot is $118.47; I paid $9.99 for the whole lot. Savings: $108.48.

This large lot I had to fight a bit for, as there were a couple of other bidders. There were so many brand-new supplies in this lot I felt it was worth the battle (some individual prices on those follow), and ended up winning it in the end.

This calligraphy set doesn't have the ink cartridges, but it came with everything else and I have plenty of ink. New it would sell for $21.29.

A complete set of Prisma watercolor pencils, and only a few have been used. This one retails for $34.00.

Never opened pastels. The cheapest you'd pay for a threesome set like this is $10.00.

Never opened watercolor paints. $5.99 to buy these new.

Slightly used watercolor pan paints. This set retails for $14.99.

This set of gel pens sells for $14.49.

Charcoal sketching set, still sealed, runs about $5.99. After searching for prices on everything else the total for the lot is $176.54. I paid $57.14. Savings: $119.40.

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