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I wished I had a bowl that held all the spells of transformation I could make, a bowl the High Priestess had painted with the secrets of fairyland - and, Wedgwood, that imaginative force in British Ceramics, unknowingly, obliged me. Specifically, Daisy Makeig-Jones, who drew upon Japanese lustre techniques to create surfaces that shimmered and changed with the light, letting reality glimmer like pixie gold.
Someone once told me all butterflies know are songs and poetry, but perhaps that is all we need to know to wait in the place between sleeping and waking, to move between the worlds. I wondered at how closely the butterflies resemble the winged inhabitants of the fairy paintings of Richard Dadd, John Anster Fitzgerald, how they flurry into the wider nineteenth-century fascination with the Otherworld.
This Wedgwood bowl calls to someone who’s imaginative, who tiptoes on the edge of mystery. All those who work with the fair folk will find a thousand uses for such a beautiful thing, all of those who adore nature will find a thousand more, but perhaps the best is to place it in the light and let it enchant you - or, of course, you could simply ride on a butterfly and steal cream.
Very good antique condition with light wear commensurate with age. The lustre remains bright with no obvious restoration visible. Please refer to photographs, which form part of the description.
I wished I had a bowl that held all the spells of transformation I could make, a bowl the High Priestess had painted with the secrets of fairyland - and, Wedgwood, that imaginative force in British Ceramics, unknowingly, obliged me. Specifically, Daisy Makeig-Jones, who drew upon Japanese lustre techniques to create surfaces that shimmered and changed with the light, letting reality glimmer like pixie gold.
Someone once told me all butterflies know are songs and poetry, but perhaps that is all we need to know to wait in the place between sleeping and waking, to move between the worlds. I wondered at how closely the butterflies resemble the winged inhabitants of the fairy paintings of Richard Dadd, John Anster Fitzgerald, how they flurry into the wider nineteenth-century fascination with the Otherworld.
This Wedgwood bowl calls to someone who’s imaginative, who tiptoes on the edge of mystery. All those who work with the fair folk will find a thousand uses for such a beautiful thing, all of those who adore nature will find a thousand more, but perhaps the best is to place it in the light and let it enchant you - or, of course, you could simply ride on a butterfly and steal cream.
Very good antique condition with light wear commensurate with age. The lustre remains bright with no obvious restoration visible. Please refer to photographs, which form part of the description.
