Friday, March 27, 2009

Roses From a Brother

Roses From A Brother

This has been an interesting week. My mother had a half brother that she never met. My Grandfather remarried late in life and a child from that marriage was adopted by a new father when the child was very young. All connection was lost, including the child's last name. The first year I got on the Internet I started searching for this mother's only sibling. My mother was nervous about finding him since her relationship with her father had been difficult so she didn't encourage me. That was in 1993. Since then, I've searched every few months through google and also sites where lost relatives try to find each other.

During my most recent search, I found something that made me stop dead in my tracks. A photo of my grandfather was posted on an ancestry site. Time stopped for a few shocked minutes because the only surviving people who would have access to a photo of him are my mother and her half brother. I knew I had finally found him. It took some more digging but within hours I was talking on the telephone to this phantom figure I'd been chasing for 16 years. And shortly after that, he and my Mother (his half sister) were talking to one another...two days before my Mother's 79th birthday. They have been emailing and talking non stop since. The roses in the picture were sent as a birthday tribute to my mother by her brother...symbolizing the family he has now found.

I'm not sure how to express it exactly, but there is something just a little sad in their I have no one to search for.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Relax...God is in charge

The daily reminder I made into a pendant ...

Elegant Jewelry Coup d'etat

The most elegant teapot in the world is Shelley's Dainty ...a long awaited find of a lifetime.
...inspired the coup d'etat of my Shelley jewelry series.

with those same sweet polka dots, the lid opens and is fully 3 dimensional. I'm proud of this one.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Shelley Cream Pitcher

Captivated by Shelley

After I completed my Shelley teacup, one day I thought it would be so cute if I had a series of Shelley Dainty China-inspired jewelry pieces so the second piece I made was the rosebud creamer. Here it is in real life.

And here is my rendition in sterling silver as a charm/ cute! There are little flowers around it. I'll post the TEAPOT in a couple of days...THAT took a lot of time.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

My Favorite Teacup - Shelley Dainty Rosebud

The Shelley Dainty Teacup
My absolute favorite teacup are those made by Shelley in the Dainty shape. I am just fascinated with the delicacy, beauty, and perfect weight of these teacups for drinking tea. I own the Rosebud pattern one: Nothing is more fun than making jewelry of something I love. So my favorite cup inspired one of my favorite handmade designs: this sterling Shelley cup and saucer with the characteristic fluting so special in a Dainty piece.

There's a little flower inside the teacup too.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009


I love the unexpected symbiotic steps I take in life that put me into the direct path of a stranger...bumping into each other, pausing, then continuing find my original path has diverged in some small way toward a clearing filled with dawning sunshine.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Now THAT'S recycling

Now THIS is recycling...

Considering the economy and desire to live more greenly, some of the following recycling ideas are interesting reading (to see the full text, visit ).
The Victorians were great believers in waste not want not, they saved and reused everything. Sheets were expected to last 5 to 7 years, when they were worn down the center, you cut them in half and stitched the 2 outside edges together and used them some more. Later they would be used as dust covers, after that they would be torn up into strips for bandages or given to the poor. In Britain after 1875, refuse removalbecame an obligation of the city. Before that you had to handle it on your own. Anything paper could be burned in the kitchen stove, but clean paper was re-used. Some of it was cut up and used for toilet paper, which did not become commercially available till some time after the invention of the flush toilet. Paper was also recycled to make ‘spills’ which were long strips of twisted paper used to light fires.There were many street traders who went door to door buying used items.This was true in every major city and town. Paper was bought by paper mills and manufacturers of paper mache furniture and ornaments. Dealers bought iron, metal, wood, lead, and old bottles. Old textiles and bones were bought by the rag and bone man who sold these things to paper mills, glue, gelatin, match, toothpick and fertilizer manufacturers.Any kitchen waste that could not be re-used or burned in the stove was dumped into a bucket. A thrifty cook had very little to throw out. The contents of the bucket was called “wash”. A washman came regularly to buy it, it was then sold as “hog-wash”, or pig swill. There was a big demand for it. Many working people in London kept pigs in their back yard to make extra money. An unscrupulous cook could tell her employer that she needed money to pay the man to take the wash away, then collect from the wash man too.Fish heads were used to make soup, the water vegetables were cooked in was used to make gravy, as were plate scrapings and unfinished wine. Tea leaves were rinsed and scattered over carpets to help collect the dust when sweeping, then burned in the stove. Leftover tea was used to wash windows. In the US, cities had garbage removal. In Boston, during the 1870's there were 2 collections a week in winter and 3 a week in summer. New York City had regular trash collection by the mid 1800's. Trash was deposited in garbage boxes or ash barrels, and on windy days refuse would go flying down the streets.

Before refrigeration the best they could do in a city house was to use a cool cellar or a tiled room with a north facing wall. In the countryside you had the springhouse or a storage cellar of some kind. There were many ways to try to extend the shelf life of food. It was recommended that you check your meat regularly, and powder it with ginger or pepper against flies. Charcoal was also used to help keep it fresh and remove any bad odors. Scalded milk stayed drinkable for more hours than fresh. To keep it for several days you’d add grated horse radish to it. Eggs could be boiled and packed in sawdust and kept for 3 months.

Imagine doing all this yourself without any help, or even with the aid of a maid or daughter. That's one reason for the old tradition of Monday--washing ; Tuesday -- ironing ; Wednesday something else, can't recall offhand. There was a major job to be done every day but Sunday, because these jobs took up the whole day. It's why young girls took on so many wifely tasks at such an early age. In America, by the way, the term servant was not used much, except by the highest classes. Most referred to them as "hired help", it was more democratic.

The Victorian city dwelling woman was constantly fighting a battle against dust. This was not the kind of dust that we are used to. It was dried city mud, with particles of decaying animal and vegetable matter, horse droppings, etc. Coal dust and soot were everywhere, from the smoke pouring out of the chimneys to the coals as they were carried about the rooms from fireplace to fireplace, to the ashes that had to constantly be swept and gotten rid of. Soot was thrown out by the fires and blackened everything. People would cover surfaces and wash the covers regularly. However, over time the covers became more and more decorative and less and less washable. The covers now needed covers. Can you see where this is heading as far as Victorian decorating goes? It was advised that you should have 3 hairbrushes. One to start the day out with a clean brush, the second to be washed and set to dry for the following day, the third to lend to a friend if she needed it. A woman remarked that it was impossible to keep your hair clean “ our brushes look black after one using”. If your hair got that dirty in one day, with a hat on when you went outside, imagine how filthy your clothes and furniture would be.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Tea Dreamer

My little oddity in life is a fascination with the egg man. Let's see...if I count the humpty dumpty shaped teapots in my studio...there are 24. I can't quite explain it, he just browns my toast. I love looking at the different ways that artists and companies have depicted ole humpty, and sometimes, Mrs. Humpty too. The yellow teapot is a Lingard from around 1930. I have him in green too. What do you think he is saying?

This is a more recent rendition from England. And if you have a humpty teapot, it just wouldn't be right without a humpty teacup...or 80 humpty teacups in my case because I thought I might want to give tea parties at a children's hosptial someday. OK, I know it's a little unlikely, but I'm a tea dreamer.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Tea Parties

Each year I give one to three tea parties...sometimes for my local community center, my church, or for friends. I love to decorate the table with a theme...

I'm the short one, center.
Sometimes I'll ask for the ladies to tell me what their favorite flower is and then try to match a cup or plate from my collection to match that flower. At the tea, I ask the ladies to share a story about that flower and why it's special to them with the group...and this has led to some wonderful stories over the years.

This past year I chose a theme of nests and birds. I asked each lady to bring something they treasure with them to share a story about that item with the group. It was a marvelous tea party.

And next month, my newest theme is Gems of the Heart. Each lady is asked to bring a letter of appreciation to someone that they wouldn't otherwise have thanked...perhaps the cashier at the grocery store who told you that you had given her $20 too much, or your daughter-in-law for being a wonderful mother to your grandchildren, etc. The letters can be written anonymously if preferred. And we will share the letters at the tea party and, I hope, decorate the envelopes with tea themed rubber stamps and stickers. I'll be serving Harney's Bangkok Green, Stash Peach , either Golden Moon Vanilla Jasmine or Jasmine Pearls and an herbal Mamasita from Blessed Botanicals.

This blog thing is nice because these are details that only other tea lovers might find interesting.

Lastly, here is my dream tea cottage. It appeared in a magazine, but I don't remember which one. Wouldn't it be wonderful to have afternoon tea there? Hasta luego friends.

About time!

As much as I love to write, I'm like a lazy dog getting onto the blog bandwagon. But I've heaved myself up and off I go. Inspired by some of the tea enthusiasts out there, I'm joining forces and sharing my love of all thing tea, including my own creations...but that will come later. For now, savor one of my favorite "teapot" things I found ...oh to be able to have that topiary in my front yard! And

and last year down in South Carolina, I came across another doozy topiary. I've always wanted to garden and imagine creating large topiaries. Fun.