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catch the sun Waechtersbach sunny yellow caninsters wide Yes, the sunlight’s fading but contain yourselves Sydney. Don’t get SAD. Store some cool stuff in a happy place and brighten up the grey wet winter coming too soon #notready

Waechsterbach West German Canisters in yellow and black [sold already but now regretful, they looked so nice and sunny on my sideboard d’oh!…but they couldn’t have gone to a happier home, sounds like a cliche but seriously could not. ] They had been sitting inside the sideboard as I didn’t have the lids for so long, like over 2 years, and would you believe when I was finally spurred into looking for a keen customer, on Ebay around the corner, literally 5-10 ks away and on my way home later, they were also available on buy it now? And the seller responded straight away. I had my lids which did fit, what are the odds really? There were no others for sale anywhere in the world the same size. Solved and sold within the hour. Wait what did I just do? Ah… sweet yellow sunshine come back…

sugar sugar hornea stripe pineapple jam pot
Leadlight sun mirror from Camden markets, NFS, it’s super cool but only small fry. Wanting a big sun god. More of that later… Anyway the super sweet Hornsea Stripes and Pineapple jam pot are good to go. But may not last. You can grab them here

pyrex daisy casseroles sunburst mirror
Pyrex casseroles, this pattern’s often called Sunflowers though it’s actual name is Daisy, according to Pyrex Love. These two went fast, also gone before I had time to think. But always chasing more.

sunburst mirror sunny yellow retro canisters So, looking on the bright side… Worshipping our new Sunburst mirror. A souvenir of my time working on The Block. Shaynna Blaze decorated a room in Hollywood Regency style for the tv show Open House. See it  [and my graphics ] here. Of all the new retro style mirrors out there, this one IMO, is the super hot shining star. Shaynna nailed it. I caught the last one, sorry people. Got it from Mezzai. They may get more.

Not new but catch this
Eyes closed, could swear it’s Tim Rogers. No, it’s Doves = brilliant. Big new fan.

hornea canister sunflower glass leaves

THE SUNFLOWER MAIDEN

There was once a beautiful water-nymph called Clytie. She had wonderful golden hair, and every day she used to come forth from her pool, and comb it. It fell around her face in great waves, and shone in the sun like gold. Clytie loved the warmth of the sun. She used to watch for Apollo’s chariot to come through the gates of heaven every morning. Then the world was flooded with the sunrise, and hills and valleys rejoiced. One day Clytie saw Apollo driving the sun-chariot. He wore his dazzling crown, and his face shone fair and bright. He was strong and handsome, and held the reins of his four fiery horses firmly in his powerful hand. Through the sky he went all day long, driving the  horses along the middle  way. Clytie watched him, and admired his strength and his beauty. She was sorry when the sun-chariot entered the western seas, and was lost to her. Darkness came over the earth, and Clytie shivered. She returned to the water, and dreamed of the bright young sun-god all night long. The next morning she arose before dawn, and stood by the side of the pool, watching for  the return of Apollo. Soon a golden light tinged the eastern sky, and then the sun-god came forth once more. Clytie watched him eagerly. All day long she followed his course, sighing when he returned to the west. The little nymph fell deeply in love with the handsome god. She thought of him and of  nothing else. No longer did she return to her  pool at night, but stood waiting in the darkness for the first golden gleam to appear in the east. She longed for Apollo to see her, and to return her love. She felt certain that if he saw her waiting for him, he would come to her  with  loving words. So all day long she watched and waited for him to see her. She combed out her pretty hair so that it hung round her face  like  a sheet  of gold. It gleamed in the sun, and shone so brightly that her sister nymphs came up to her and stroked her head. But Clytie paid no heed to them. Always she watched for the moment when Apollo would see her and smile. But the sun-god did not turn his head. He looked straight before him, keeping his fiery horses on their difficult way. He did not see Clytie of the golden hair watching him with loving eyes. Day after day the nymph saw Apollo drive out from the eastern sky, mount the heavens, and return to the western seas at night. Her  face turned to him wherever he went and followed his course all day long. For nine days Clytie watched the sun-god, and never once did she take her eyes from him. She had no food and no drink, save only her own bitter tears. Then, on the ninth day, when she would have moved, she could not. Her feet had become rooted to the ground. Her arms and fingers were green leaves. Her face, with its halo of golden hair, had become a flower! Clytie was a sunflower. She could neither speak nor weep; but still she turned her golden head towards the sun, following his course the whole day through. And from that time to this all sunflowers do the same their pretty golden faces look always towards the sun-god, as he drives his golden chariot through the sky.

Ancient Greek myth retold by Enid Blyton in Tales Of Long Ago

deans Tales of Long Ago Enid Blyton

A book my mum gave me Long Ago. My son read it recently and he loved it too. Will keep forever. Second Edition. Love these seventies Enid Blyton hardcovers by Dean & Sons. They bring back warm happy memories.
So cool aren’t they?

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

two vintage globes

This week: I heard and fell in love with this INXS song all over again. Those lyrics. Was it written for Kylie?

I finished re-reading The Alchemist a nostalgic favourite I first read after a trip to Spain. Also did some successful globe spotting. Funny how it all comes together… So what is successful globe spotting? Not as much fun as globe trotting but it’s nice to look at the world, any way you can. To me, with globes, kind of like annoyingly catchy Meghan Trainor, it’s all about that base. Oh and the blue. Not so much a fan of ye olde worldey sepia tones.

And then today, Happy Anniversary to my own Personal Legend. Sixteen years ago, I was standing. You were there…

One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving. Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

more globes midcentury

But before I go, I want to tell you a little story. A certain shopkeeper sent his son to learn about the secret of happiness from the wisest man in the world. The lad wandered through the desert for forty days, and finally came upon a beautiful castle, high atop a mountain. It was there that the wise man lived. Rather than finding a saintly man, though, our hero, on entering the main room of the castle, saw a hive of activity: tradesmen came and went, people were conversing in the corners, a small orchestra was playing soft music, and there was a table covered with platters of the most delicious food in that part of the world. The wise man conversed with everyone, and the boy had to wait for two hours before it was his turn to be given the man’s attention. The wise man listened attentively to the boy’s explanation of why he had come, but told him that he didn’t have time just then to explain the secret of happiness. He suggested that the boy look around the palace and return in two hours. ‘Meanwhile, I want to ask you to do something,’ said the wise man, handing the boy a teaspoon that held two drops of oil. ‘As you wander around, carry this spoon with you without allowing the oil to spill.’ The boy began climbing and descending the many stairways of the palace, keeping his eyes fixed on the spoon. After two hours, he returned to the room where the wise man was. ‘Well,’ asked the wise man, ‘did you see the Persian tapestries that are hanging in my dining hall? Did you see the garden that it took the master gardener ten years to create? Did you notice the beautiful parchments in my library?’ The boy was embarrassed, and confessed that he had observed nothing. His only concern had been not to spill the oil that the wise man had entrusted to him. ‘Then go back and observe the marvels of my world,’ said the wise man. ‘You cannot trust a man if you don’t know his house.’ Relieved, the boy picked up the spoon and returned to his exploration of the palace, this time observing all of the works of art on the ceilings and the walls. He saw the gardens, the mountains all around him, the beauty of the flowers, and the taste with which everything had been selected. Upon returning to the wise man, he related in detail everything he had seen. ‘But where are the drops of oil I entrusted to you?’ asked the wise man. Looking down at the spoon he held, the boy saw that the oil was gone. ‘Well, there is only one piece of advice I can give you,’ said the wisest of wise men. ‘The secret of happiness is to see all the marvels of the world, and never to forget the drops of oil on the spoon.’

Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

family of 4 vintage globes

Peace.

matching flamingo love

Valentines Day. The hallmark of romance. Apparently. Yeah whatever, televison…

Unlike the faithful flamingo who mates for life, human love may not last. Sadly.

Witness the divorces!  As we moved [sulkily] into the ahem, forty-is-the-new-thirty-something- #denial-crowd separation started to show it’s ugly messy head in sometimes unexpected places. Conversations with the girls [alright, ladies then] like no matter how much we care we all drive each other crazy right? etc. etc. make me wonder about relationships. Till Death Do Us Part? That’s a long flocking time in this non-Bubonic plague era. Who ever invented monogamy may not have been so optimistic had they factored in the average age of death was 50 max, now its 85.

Flamingo love- A thing of beauty is a joy forever copy

Whats the best scenario long term? Opposites attract or birds of a feather? Huffington Post says opposites can work, but it will be harder than sharing similar core values.

And this doesn’t mean that you both like smooth peanut butter or toast cooked to the same shade of brown [first world problems anyone?] but more to do with how you were raised and how you agree to raise your children and, another important factor: how you spend your money. It’s a deal breaker.

Not that I am an expert, but I’ve put in a good solid nearly 16 years of married life. I buy both kinds of peanut butter, am over toast anyway and ignore the rapid accumulation of mid life crisis motor related accessories muscling out the Urban Rustic Warehouse AKA our garden shed. Mid-century chairs vs hot metal = equally crazy, just in opposite ways. Same same but different #whatever : )

Happy Hallmark Day people ❤
Here’s my commercial offering:
The new pair: Don Featherstone 1957 designed lawn flamingos
available at Urban Rustic and still $50 = love

Featherstone Flamingos pair urban rustic

art deco cheese platter typographyLove cheese? Me too. In tasty gooey stinky lactose form and whey stinkier humour but I’m working on my presentation…

retro hippie wooden cheese board tile copyalso reusing some old or should I say mature? selections

What’s the most feminist cheese in the world?
Germaine Gruyere

And the richest?
Paris Stilton

cheese and mice china keepers covers

What did the blind man say after being handed a cheese grater?
That’s the most violent book I’ve ever read.

cheese platter of cheese spreaders

What did the cheese say to itself in the mirror?
Halloumi

retro cane wicker cheese platterWhat do you call someone else’s cheese?
Nacho cheese

cheese spreaders sweet dreams are made of these copy

spread the love…

 

rocking metal silver birds

hi ho silver
Soft, white and lustrous,  silver is the most reflective metal on the planet. Go ahead and impress your friends with that little nugget of trivia.

So how do you tell if something is Sterling Silver or silver plated?

Sterling silver is 92.5% pure silver [the other 7.5% is alloy to help stop tarnishing]  which is where the hallmark 925 comes from. If there is no mark  or SS engraved then it is NOT Sterling silver.

Silver plate is a thin layer of silver bonded to a base metal; most commonly copper, brass, white metal, or nickel. If an item has EP, EPNS, Silver on Copper, or other terms marked on it, then it is electroplated silver,  not sterling and worth much less. EPNS stands for Electroplated Nickel Silver.

source: Ebay

vintage silver cups trophies apple

Happy shiny Christmas people

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brass birds duck owl peacock vintage

top brass
If a magnet doesn’t stick its solid brass,  if it does, it’s a brass covered steel.

So should you polish it? To improve it’s value no, the patina reveals it’s age and charm, according to some, but then again if you prefer clean and shiny it’s totally your call… English Custom Polishing believes antiques need to be restored and preserved and if greenish oxidisation or black tarnish doesn’t do it for you, clean it by all means but leave a little grime  in the cracks to show antiquity and allow for accurate dating.

peacock ware anodised aluminium tumblers brass feathers

are aluminium tumblers safe?

Totes cool, to touch, to behold [those fab retro colours] and for keeping drinks colder longer, hence their once uber popular status, Aluminium tumblers conjure up a checked orange wool blanket picnicy nostalgia for Gen Xers. Don’t they?

During the 1960s aluminum cookware and pieces were thought to be linked to Alzheimer’s Disease but apparently there’s been no definitive research to prove this. The Alzheimer’s Association claims it’s a myth according to ehow.  So if you are cool with that then consider them safe for a few bevvies.

But just check, I did find this warning to check if the coating is chipped or flaky. And to make sure the tumbler is aluminium. Best to avoid acidic drinks like lemonade and don’t hold it in them for long periods. Chug down your cold one with a dose of warm happy memories.
Cheers

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brass pewter copper vintage silver trophies Metal Guru it you?
It’s hardly me.

But I’ve picked up a few pieces and found a trend. With me anyway. So I’m calling it. Metals are cool. Also hot.

Incredible reusable materials which live on and on and in many instances improve with age retaining, or even increasing their value.

Find some classic practical shapes and they may outlive you. Gold!

silver metal gold medal vintage trophy copy

So what is a metal exactly? I know you know. But have you thought about it much? Not me either, until now.

It’s a material an elementcompound, or alloy that is typically hard, opaque, shiny, and has good electrical and thermal conductivity.
Wikipedia.

Most pure metals are either too soft, brittle or chemically reactive for practical use. Which is why we produce alloys. And what’s an alloy? Pretty much a blend. A metal merged or melted beyond reformation with another material. Sometimes a pure metal sometimes not. Very common for example: 18-carat gold is 75% gold, with the balance made up of nickel, copper and zinc.

metal tree spare parts frog

The most common and used are alloys of iron which are steel: stainless steel, cast iron, tool steel, alloy steel etc.

And we use iron which is essentially iron ore, the fourth most common element in the Earth’s crust a lot! Iron ore is the raw material used to make pig iron, which is one of the main raw materials to make steel. 98% of the mined iron ore is used to make steel. That’s a lot of mining and a lot of steel!

It has been argued that iron ore is more integral to the global economy than any other commodity, except perhaps oil. Wikipedia. Again.


The good news about steel is it’s totally recyclable so if the object is no longer functional it can be repurposed. Like Terminator 2. Melted down for the greater good. Hasta la vista baby.

vintage silver trophy aluminium tumblers gold vessel
To be continued…

mashed up mess of retro potato mashers 2

In the house that relies too heavily on bangers [not anthems] and mash for me to call myself a foodie and with 2.5 kids  to comfort feed it’s a subject of hot debate. Sadly.

Retro potato masher novelty peeler

The half man half child prefers to use this one.
It’s what he grew up with.

Orange seventies retro plastic potato masher  copy

My mum rocked this crazy seventies number…

skyline vintage blue potato masher mash copy copy

but this is me. A design classic. And totally the best masher. Like eva. Who’s with me?

Stay tuned for more hard hitting topics including tales from Spatula City

 

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Yep it’s totally happening here.

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].

MURANO 3 FINGER VASE_mauve

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.

 

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