Dainty by Shelley

Up in Staffordshire, England at the Foley’s it was a place where they first made the Dainty. It is a teacup pattern by Shelley. One of the most beautiful and amazing pieces of pottery I have ever seen.

This is just one pattern incredible beauty was earlier known as Wileman & Co; a name they had been originally known as. Then they became the Foley Potteries originally before they were acquired by Shelley.

The first Shelley to join the company was Joseph Ball Shelley in 1862 and in 1896 his son Percy Shelley became the sole proprietor.

In the late Victorian period the Art Nouveau, The Foley potteries began making this style of pottery. Many other potteries were to make this design. It was so extremely popular, that Foley had to Patten the name Shelley.

Others potters follow this design like Paragon, Queen Anne, Melba and Aynsley. But Shelley is probably best known for this very fine bone china “Art Deco” ware of the inter-war years and post-war fashionable tea ware.

Rowland Morris was a ceramic designer who actually created the Dainty cup shape for Percy Shelley.

This shape became the popular, especially in the USA after the 2nd World War, remaining in the Shelley family continuing in production until the takeover in 1966 by Allied English Potteries.

Over the years Shelley Pottery has been the icon of English Fine Bone China even though the Dainty has not been made since the 1960’s.

Its china and earthenware products were many and varied with the major output of tea ware.

The Shelley pieces remains to be quite a collectible as well as sought after with those who want to take their tea with refined discerning Victorian decadence.

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Crown Devon

What is it?

Excellent Soup, noodle, porridge bowl by Crown Devon Blush Spring Fieldings Lidded Bowl.

The lid is a white with pink and blue flowers, gold gilt swirls around the lid of the bowl.

Keeps your everything warm. Wonderful shape.

In good condition. No chips cracks or crazing. Some of the gilding has gone. Still brilliant!

Great versatile bowl.

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Breadth Height Space

Do you ever stop and take the time to notice the lives of those who have come between when you look into the depths of a painting; or a book, a flower or a sacred place or something you’ve never seen before…

To watch a master lost in a series of the brush strokes; secured, relevant, diligent and with purpose. Perhaps a chance to read the words of the writer who may not be so renown; but that literature is so pensive, engaged, involved and so deep that you can feel the consciousness in their art. Diligent; conscious, a heavenly virtue indicative of great work ethic; that it is to believe that the work is good in itself.

Where you can see the secrets of the heart

That soul inside who is watcher of the painter of constellations perhaps who is not even of this world.

The artist like the poet writes down absolutely every story and images in their head or the dreamer who had an idea; in the belief of concept that one day there would be come, the driverless car.

Dreamers often inspire others and are inspired for they have more ideas than anyone can count. Keeping stashes of drawings, pieces of canvas, notebooks full and paper all over the desk. Scribbled, written potted and painted while away at a distance with imagination.

It’s ever a wonder where the mind can reach; Does an artist wander casually or are the intent with purpose to explore? Where does the mind go when it wonders…is that imagination…

The concept of forming new ideas; the faculty or action of forming images; to conceive the concept of the external; to be so in the present that the senses are so vivid in thought.

To say that a writer can go inside their own book; to enjoy the written word. Do they make it a home within the lines of the poetry they write?

And if for the first time ever, what if I pick up my pen without hesitation, shall I write about the things I love, maybe my infatuation with life, or feelings and anger, hunger and pain, despair…

To weave the elements like threads; interlacing a single distinct concept unit of language; comprising, inflected and of variant forms. That these words come free on the paper; they will just flow out.

Just as the artist draws the facial features on a canvas letting the portrait stare back as if it could see forever; the dreamer inspired ideas; a writer is a word painter, creating word art; sculpting dimensions of thought to length, depth, breath, height and space.

Photo:

St. Peter’s Church

Leuven, Belgium

20 August 2017

Light Captured


The sudden light of cloudburst sprinkles and pastel hues and hopscotch lines creating rainbow designs is the question in the artists eyes while nature answers to her why’s; what is this Light?
Is it electromagnetic radiation that is visible and perceivable by the human eye?
Is it the colours between red and violet.
Does it have frequencies of terahertz, wavelengths and nanometers; equal to one billionth of a metre?
Is there is the sensation of perceiving light; it is brightness and sudden light; the medium of illumination…is that what makes sight possible.
There is the illumination where it’s derived from a source of light; the light from the moon and the pathway of light and when illumination of another when standing in the light.
There is daylight, dawn and daybreak and windows that admit illumination in with architecture and openings that divide panes in a glass.
What about the light that provides information or clarification to research that produces new light on a question. Enlightenment, brightness and countenance.
Light can be a state of awareness or understanding derived from the light of an experience and Spiritual awareness. Is it possible there light can be a guiding spirit or divine presence in each of us?
Perhaps light is a way of looking at or considering a matter; an aspect or perhaps even a way to see into a situation in a different light.
To understand other’s individual opinions means to allow choices and standards; to accept the capacities of others with those who act according to their own light and with equal respect of those who are different. Could that be the light of insight; of understanding, information, and ideas.
They say light is a being; a form of energy; that light creates light and when another form of energy is supplied; There it becomes incandescence. It’s the vibration of entire atom and that luminescence comes from the electron.
This light of energy is illuminating just as the sun enlightens the earth. With light and energy it becomes clear to the intellect or conscience allowing us to shed the light of truth and knowledge.
With the increase of knowledge; it enlightens the mind and our understanding; easing heavy burdens and difficulties we bare; borne and done. That is to be that one who we seek to be; light of heart; graceful, agile and light.
To be that one light even it’s only to that one person; or to the many they inspire; or the one whom we adore. To be the one who lights up our lives and gives it back in return. It is that kind of light that sets us on fire; it is an igniting, a kindling and a burning and a receiving of light.

I watch the sun late in the afternoon, nature and the woods luminous with golden beams streaming through the trees, answering my questions while capturing nature in this light.

Thank you for reading.

Red Geranium

This morning; I was gifted with a pot of red geraniums. Graced with such a happy flower; I wondered where should I plant them. Walking through the garden, finally I can see all the signs of summer are here. 

I have come from Texas all the way to be in Wales. Almost three years now and it’s been a very long journey, but worth every mile. I know geraniums love full sun, but require watering every day. I don’t think water will be a problem here in Swansea. It rains here almost everyday!

Summer here signals a new beginning; and every day starts a new day and this is the time of winter has to come to a close from start to finish. It’s time to plant. 

They say the geranium flower appears to have some different meanings; but one must not rely either on circumstances or their colour to refine their meaning. 

Just plant them in full sun of course. I think I will just be thankful and Cheris their beauty. But if a red geranium were to have meanings; what could they be?

Red Geraniums…

* Love

* Gentility

* Ingenuity

* Favour

* The Unexpected 

* Light and Hope

* True Friendship

* Happiness 

* Grace

Enjoy. 

Object Of Affection


Intoxicatingly lingering

With the deep impact of life.

It is he that still hears me,

A voice never forgetting.

You come with a resiliency

It never trembles,

We are the ones who love

For what other reason

Than to love.

For else is to be forgiven.

Its the object of love becoming

In the adulation of our affection,

An allegiance of amour,

In appreciation undeniably.

This is our awaking soon

It’s an ardency, ardor,

An attachment, cherishing,

My crush of delight.

You have my devotedness,

My devotion and emotion,

And this life of enchantment,

Like life into the womb

This life to begin anew

And you; Thee,

The object of my affection.

100 Roses

  
One hundred roses 

Denotes the beauty

Soft as silk to the touch

Love is the reason. 
Unhindered vibrancy 

So pleasing to the eye

The aroma certainly 

Convincing. 
But with a purpose lingering

Holds the most meaning

One full year of us together 

And without a second thought. 
It’s lovely to be remembered. 

Thank you. ..

~cheers