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blue monday cobalt glass small

This original Swedish number smashed overnight by little hands as it was soaking in the sink. No joy.

But 30 years since the seminal electronic dance classic Blue Monday, New Order announce a new album due out this year.  That could make me feel better.

NME/ how we wrote Blue Monday

Apologies for the noise. Seems appropriate. My camera’s also having a bad day # Iphoneography

blue glass bottles mid century cobalt italian empoli

One year ago I opened my little shop in Newport Beach.

When I unpacked my nicest brightest treasures onto the white Ekby Jarpen shelves [the affordable Ikea version of String Shelving] and there was SO much glassware it surprised me to realise I was a such a bowerbird.

Actually, FYI, not a true bowerbird,  as the crazy glass-and bright- object-collecting-bird is in fact, the male. They spend hours decorating their bachelor pad to pull a bird.

Then you’re trapped in your lovely nest, and the things you used to own, now they own you…

Chuck Palahniuk [I’m re-reading Fight Club]

cut glass bowl empoli italian jug orange copy

So, yeah, where was I? I opened the shop… To deliver myself from Swedish furniture and clever art. To let it go and to share the love.

Holmegaard green glass candlestick vases mid century Royal Copenhagen copy 2Lots of glass. It’s kind of a thing. Light and light catching and lovely to look at, the amazing shapes it can form, the reflections it creates, it’s numerous uses… And its made from sand. Incredible really.

Over the last year I’ve learned a thing or two. About the pontil mark on the base [how you tell it if it’s hand blown as opposed to coming from a mould] and casings [the white coating inside which makes it more opaque] and some of my favourite makers:

Danish Holmegaard [pronounced Hull-meh-gore] and American Blenko [not much here in Australia that I’ve seen] Iitala from Finland and  Italian Murano [sometimes a bit fussy].


I’m no expert though, clearly.
Having only just discovered Italian Empoli glass and realised a lilac genie bottle I sold earlier in the year was probably worth double the price.

genie bottle collections copy

Anyway whatever..  sometimes it’s hard to know without stickers or makers marks, though the quality usually is obvious…so like the excited little bowerbird, I just pick up what I like. Not to attract a mate [in fact it was having the opposite effect, all that stuff taking over his garage] but because it’s purty. And to quote John Keats and the movie version of Willy Wonka

A thing of beauty is a joy forever.


blue glass flowers irises jug still life

According to the language of floriography sending the iris is a message of power.
Flower power then…?

Floriography was quite big in Victorian times, because they were all so bloody repressed I guess. Secret messages were often delivered in floral terms.

Anyway it’s not only the colour of roses that mean something, and I don’t mean how much cash you’ve got to spend, though if you send 999 roses to say: I will love you to the end of time, you are indeed also saying hello, I’m pretty awesomely cashed up, how ’bout it?

Twelve roses means Be mine, 13 apparently Friends forever.  Good to know. However send  me 12 or 13 roses of any colour and you can be mine good friend forever til the end of time. Thank you, come again.

Gerold Porzellan porcelain rose

FYI: 1 rose of any colour = simplicity or gratitude.

So I found this info here, if you

a] don’t believe me,

b] are inclined to learn more about the age old art [developed by the Turks in the 17th Century] of flower meanings or

c] want to learn what unconscious messages were delivered this Mother’s Day.

brown jug pottery china roses copy

Hoping you had a day of Peonies [good health & happiness] and did not recieve Geraniums. [You are childish]
Not that it’s such a bad thing. I like childish. You may have noticed…


Better late than never: [Forget-Me-Not] click to arrange delivery of these arrangements if you so desire.

blue mid-century jug & handblown glass irises 

white Bavarian fine porcelain waffle vase & china rose

brown pottery milk jug, 3 vintage china roses 

Vintage blue glass snail ornament urban rustic

new order. Snail mail.

And as a bonus, because I love to add something extra:
not your garden variety cover version…

Ironic and kinda typical/ symbolic that by the time I am ready to post it is no longer Monday. Yes, I set a cracking pace. Not. And then my laptop battery dies…

Tell me now how do I feel…

iitala finnish tea lights blue kivi set And to Finnish iitala tea light candle holders.

2 pairs of  [1 set Kivi]  in light blue. $20 for each pair [+post] .
Email me if interested. I can’t sell them in my Esty shop as they are non vintage. And my own urban rustic shop is coming along, slowly but not at speed of snail. I’ll keep you posted…

Look out. Summer’s in the air. Genius.

Come on Sydney bring it all…
The good, the bad, and

what the Doctor ordered.

If you’ve run out of bottles you can always pull out the jugs.
Full of course.


I picked these flowers for $4, Lifeline Mona Vale.

Lucky enough to have seen the real Irises by Vincent van Gogh with my own eyes.
It sold for $53.90 million in 1987 to Alan Bond who  did not have enough money to pay for it. Later re-sold to the J. Paul Getty Museum in Los Angeles. It sits at Number 10 on the list of most expensive paintings ever sold.


Passed up this print for $20 because I didn’t much like the frame or the typography.
Now have Regret seeing as the glass and the image alone were worth more.
Don’t you hate that?

I have nothing against Dolphins personally [the only one I am familiar with is Flipper] but I’m just not that kind of chick.

Hearts, flowers, unicorns, teddybears, butterflies etc being the kind of greeting card cliches I avoid like the plague. [To steal a line from The Kite Runner]

Travelling through Europe one summer became a mission in dolphin spotting [tattoos that is]. The most notable was a dolphin with a rose in its teeth. I’m hoping it wasn’t yours.

So I surprised myself by admiring and then buying this guy.  I say guy because I am resisting the presumption that it is a girl. They seem like such feminine graceful elegant creatures. So much like myself I should appreciate them more [bull:- which is also what you call the male of the species].

Plus it was only a buck. It just has no porpoise…


The Substance collection

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