Made for Harrods of London

Vintage limited edition Staffordshire fruit and veg bowl in pretty bone china made for Harrods by Bishop and Stonier (Bisto) dating from between 1891 and 1936. Numbered 232.

Hand painted flowers surrounded by a cobalt and in a gold plated design. All in good condition for its age except for hairline on underside. No crazing or chips.

This mark (Caduceus) was registered as a trade mark by Powell & Bishop in 1876 the mark was also used by subsequent partnerships including Bishop & Stonier.

The “BISTO” trade name was only used by
Bishop and Stonier and often appeared (but not always) with the two marks shown above.

Incredible find.

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Made in Belgium

During the Belgian revolution of 1830 and the period of mutiny afterwards (1830-1839) the family BOCH had already acquired a long tradition in the field of faience and a lot of strategic experience in anticipating politic and economic developments.

Around 1874, due to the passionate interest of collectors of old faience pieces, Victor BOCH hires Dutchman from Maastricht, some already experienced after years of work in Delft. These Dutch faience painters brought their knowledge, experience and skills.

Thanks to their collaboration the old working methods were applied on different clay than the potters in Delft.

A period of reproduction of decors is followed by a period of innovation, among others with the polychrome decors on white background, or bleu, green or black, and afterwards new decors.

Luxury faience is decorated with Delft decors, and becomes a speciality of the “Manufacture” in a division named “la Chambre des peintres hollandais” (the Holland painter’s chamber).

These pieced each with a hand painted signature of the interlaced letters “B, F, K“ (Boch frères Keramis) on the bottom of the pieces.

These artistic products in Delft style are hand painted, instead of being decorated with a usual printed decor.

 

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Old Ming Pot

Could it be Ming?

I am to believe I may have an antique Chinese koi Bowl from the Ming Period in my procession.

It is bronze and is a cloisonné enamel bowl. The bowl measures 11.2 inches across at its widest and 3.4 inches high.

The bowl is bronze with beautiful multi color enameling throughout the piece. The iron work and rims have a dark patina or color which is all original to the piece. Incredible find.

What makes this bowl very special is that the outside and interior of the bowl are decorated with fine and enamelings and there is a scroll border along the top rim.

The bronze is glazed in a dark blue green with gilded scrolls, koi and lotus flowers.

The center bowl is in excellent condition, as is the stand.

If you look at the many photographs for more on the look and condition as they are an important part of the description.

The Zhengde Emperor (Chinese: 正德; pinyin: Zhèngdé) was the Ming dynasty Emperor of China between 1505–1521.

Reign: 19 June 1505 – 20 April 15

What do you think?

Is it Ming…or just an old Ming Pot.

About Silver Teapots

An old English antique silver teapot is a lovely addition and very Shabby Chic addition in any home. I bought this one the other day. I was looking for something to put fresh cut flowers in for my table. But when I found this Teapot it was black with soot and grime.

What was I thinking? But anyway I decided to clean it only to only to discover it was real Silver…. an old English Silver maker; Mappin and Webb…. and

Just think… I was was going to put flowers in it after I cleaned the ole Mappin; We tested her… Jim heated the water. I watched her steam up nicely, holding in the heat. We poured. A cuppa of Ceylon tea. We added sugar; stirred. I sipped and closed my eyes. The taste was lovely.

It’s not all that hard to keep it in good working order and only requires minimal effort. Regular use and washing will prevent stains and tarnish from developing.

Wash the teapots in warm water with a mild, non-lemon scented dish washing soap, according to the English Silver smiths.

How to Clean a Silver Teapot

Step 1

Wet a cellulose sponge with water and wring it out. If the opening of the teapot is too small for your hand, wrap the sponge around a dowel or small spatula.

Step 2

Apply a quarter-size dollop of silver cleaning cream to the sponge. Silversmiths recommend using Silver Cream as a safe, mild cleaning agent.

Step 3

Rub the inside of the teapot with the sponge to remove tarnish and tea stains. Push the sponge into the teapot with the dowel if necessary.

Step 4

Dip a cotton swab in cleaning cream. Wipe the spout with the cotton swab to clean it.

Step 5

Rinse the teapot in warm water and dry with a soft, lint-free cloth.

Removing Tough Stains

Step 6

Fill teapot with warm water.

Step 7

Drop one denture cleaning tablet in the water. Wait ten minutes. The effervescing action of the denture tablet loosens tough stains and tarnish from the teapot.

Step 8

Pour the water into the sink and rinse the teapot with warm water. Gently brush any remaining stains with a wet brush.

Step 9

Dry the teapot with a soft cloth.

The Bluebell

Bluebell

By Anne Bronte

A fine and subtle spirit dwells

In every little flower,

Each one its own sweet feeling breathes

With more or less of power.

There is a silent eloquence

In every wild bluebell

That fills my softened heart with bliss

That words could never tell.

Yet I recall not long ago

A bright and sunny day,

‘Twas when I led a toilsome life

So many leagues away;

That day along a sunny road

All carelessly I strayed,

Between two banks where smiling flowers

Their varied hues displayed.

Before me rose a lofty hill,

Behind me lay the sea,

My heart was not so heavy then

As it was wont to be.

Less harassed than at other times

I saw the scene was fair,

And spoke and laughed to those around,

As if I knew no care.

But when I looked upon the bank

My wandering glances fell

Upon a little trembling flower,

A single sweet bluebell.

Whence came that rising in my throat,

That dimness in my eye?

Why did those burning drops distil –

Those bitter feelings rise?

O, that lone flower recalled to me

My happy childhood’s hours

When bluebells seemed like fairy gifts

A prize among the flowers,

Those sunny days of merriment

When heart and soul were free,

And when I dwelt with kindred hearts

That loved and cared for me.

I had not then mid heartless crowds

To spend a thankless life

In seeking after others’ weal

With anxious toil and strife.

‘Sad wanderer, weep those blissful times

That never may return!’

The lovely floweret seemed to say,

And thus it made me mourn.

Sadler Wellington Bluebell Vintage Tea Cup Set. England c1950s. Bone china. A tea cup produced; a highly regarded English china company; Sadler.

Juzan Gama

We found these Japanese bowls in Antwerp. I thought they were stunning and had never seen anything marked like these. When we returned home from holiday… I just had to look them up.

The Juzan Gama Pottery, I believe are a 20th c. modern Japanese porcelain bowls manufactured by 壽山窯 Juzan Family Kiln (Juzan gama).

Juzan Kiln, aka Juzan Gama, still operates today and is located in Nagasaki, Japan producing table wares under the name Juzan Toki.

Juzan Gama produced wares are called Hasami-yaki. This particular style seen on the outside of the bowl is made by what is called chattering kana.

The kana scraper, a metal tool, is held onto a leather hard, unfired bowl, and the bowl is spun. The kana jumps up and down, chatters, across the surface to produce the regular markings.

Prayer For Paris

  

I blinked at the news when I heard about the slaughtered innocent in Paris. 

Then I bit my lip and closed my eyes, sighing. It was late;  why Paris? 

Why this, I was tired when the news came on at 3:00 AM in the morning. 

I did not know why I just happen to wake up when the news came on. 

Coincidence maybe. But it really gave me a sense of deep loss and longing. 

All I really wanted was to hear that this wasn’t real and maybe a cup of hope or anything…

I laid still next to him. There we stayed and crouched down. Then, next to us were the doggies.  

I tilted my head to his side, trying to figure out just why this violence was happening. 

Wondering why France as if was in my house, and why so close to our home. 

It wasn’t like the terrorist had been given a reason that they could just waltz into a peaceful loving nation whenever they liked… 

But civilians and peaceful and at that and in Paris. 

“No” I mumbled, drawing out in silence. A prayer for Paris; hoping for peace; an end to hate. 

And all around the world…all I wish is for everyone to love another.