Tuesday, December 10, 2019

but who's counting





Arthritis: 1

Me:  also 1 

(because I dropped it just before I poured the boiling water in)


I bought this wonderful mug from a talented, self-described "student" potter in 2011, and have never seen another like it: a graceful, stable globe, beautifully glazed in a soft sage deepening to forest green, and with a more comfortable handle than most. The color, stability and handle remain...I'll try using this piece as a candlestick.

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12 comments:

  1. If there's another piece from the crash, it might work as a soap dish. That's how I get soap dishes! The future candlestick still looks interesting, even in its new form

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    1. It was this massive piece, and a zillion fragments. Luckily, the crash was so loud the cats did not investigate until I had had time to clean up.

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  2. I know all about things slipping out of hands - I've learned that I need to hold a mug with both hands because otherwise I end up wearing whatever was inside. So sorry about your beautiful mug - but glad to hear you can at least salvage part of it.

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    1. Yes, I need to be more aware At All Times, and just slow down. Some of these mishaps could probably be prevented.

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  3. Bummer. But what remains is pretty, too.

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  4. Aw. I hate it when that happens. The alternative is to never use our pretty things, but what fun is that?

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  5. Candle holder is beautiful.
    I still remember a favorite mug. It felt almost like losing a pet.

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    1. Years ago working at a research facility, I dropped a big glass mug in a sink. It had been a trophy from a horse show and had very happy associations. I took a portrait of the fragments in the sink before cleaning up. The following Christmas, one of the secretaries presented me with a crystal mug replacement, because she said I didn't look right without a big mug of water in my hand :)

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  6. Bummer! It will be a lovely candleholder. Do you know the story of the cracked pot? A Story from China: The Cracked Pot
    Many of us who like vintage things have a cracked bowl, plate, cup, or other item that we continue to use despite its damage. This story from China illustrates why we continue to use something less than perfect.


    A man once owned two pots. Each day he carried the pots on a pole across his shoulders to a nearby river where he would fill the pots carefully, then carry them back to his home. Water dripped from the cracked pot as he walked and by the time he reached his house half of the water in that pot was gone, while the other was still full.

    A neighbor watched the man carrying the broken pot and dripping the water along the path for months until his curiosity got the best of him.

    "Friend," he said, "You seem like an intelligent man. But why do you continue to carry that cracked pot to the river each day? I have watched you fill it many times, and always the water drips out along the path until by the time you reach your home it is only half full. Why do you not get the pot repaired, or buy a new one?"

    The water bearer looked at his neighbor, and then pointed to the path along which he was walking.

    "I have always known about the flaw in this pot," he replied. "See the flowers on this side of the path? See how beautiful they are, how full of bloom? I planted them here. I have known about the crack in my pot and I have used it to water the flowers which I pick for my table. Without this old cracked pot, I would not have had such a bounty of blooms for my home. It serves its purpose well, just as it is."

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