light green turquoise
11.5" x 9.5"
£20.00
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
74. deep framed small plaque
I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest
turquoise
6" square
£35.00
72. Terry Pratchett framed plaque
The trouble with being God is that you've got no one to pray to
light green turquoise
6.5" square
£5.00
71. Terry Pratchett framed plaque
The trouble with being God is that you've got no one to pray to
spring green
6.5" square
£5.00
70. Terry Pratchett framed plaque (SOLD)
He'd never realised that deep down inside what he really wanted to do was to make things go splat.
spring green
6.5" square
£15.00
58. set of scrabble coasters
6 letter trumps
spring green
2 letters
grey
2 letter trumps
grey
5 letter trumps
grey flux
4 letter trumps
light blue turquoise
7 letter trumps
light blue turquoise flux
3 letter trumps
spring green
4" square
£60.00 for 8
116. The Raven
black, copper flux
36" x 30"
£350.00
There are a few cracks here and there, and chips by a couple of linkages, but none that are too distracting/disfiguring
Edgar Allan Poe
The Raven
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.'
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore -
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Nameless here for evermore.
And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
`'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door -
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; -
This it is, and nothing more,'
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
`Sir,' said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you' - here I opened wide the door; -
Darkness there, and nothing more.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before
But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!'
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!'
Merely this and nothing more.
Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
`Surely,' said I, `surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; -
'Tis the wind and nothing more!'
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door -
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door -
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
`Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, `art sure no craven.
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore -
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'
Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning - little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -
Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as `Nevermore.'
But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only,
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered -
Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before -
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.'
Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'
Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
`Doubtless,' said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore -
Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore
Of "Never-nevermore."'
But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore -
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking `Nevermore.'
This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!
Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
`Wretch,' I cried, `thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he has sent thee
Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'
`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! -
Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted -
On this home by horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore -
Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'
`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore -
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels named Lenore?'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'
`Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked upstarting -
`Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'
And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!
Sunday, April 5, 2009
133. clock (SOLD)
grey with twelve circles
8" square
£25.00
for some reason this has been signed both top and bottom. someone wasn't concentrating
Saturday, April 4, 2009
129. coaster (SOLD)
I love deadlines, I especially love the whooshing sound they make as they go flying by
redcurrant
4" square
£10.00
127. red inlaid plaque (SOLD)
red with copper inlay
4" x 6"
£10.00
this was supposed to be a hanging... but the labour involved was phenomenal (and I got bored), would have made it financially un-viable.
could be screwed or hung... somehow?
It is such a lovely thing, it seems a shame if it goes to waste...
slightly cracked
126. red inlaid plaque (SOLD)
red with copper inlay
4.5" x 6"
£15.00
this was supposed to be a hanging... but the labour involved was phenomenal (and I got bored), would have made it financially un-viable.
could be screwed or hung... somehow?
It is such a lovely thing, it seems a shame if it goes to waste...
125. red stripe inlaid plaque (SOLD)
red, copper inlay
6" x 6"
£15.00
this was supposed to be a hanging... but the labour involved was phenomenal (and I got bored), would have made it financially un-viable.
could be screwed or hung... somehow?
It is such a lovely thing, it seems a shame if it goes to waste...
this one is cracked
121. colour hanging (SOLD)
blues, greens and yellow
26" x 20"
£30.00
One of my first enamelling prototypes. The quality of the enamel on some tiles is not great, and there is some blushing where it has been exposed to noxious workshop fumes for nearly a decade, but despite that, still has its own charm
Would look great outside too.
118. mini squiggle (SOLD)
light blue turquoise flux/light blue turquoise
27" x 4"
£10.00
a few small cracks
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
81. Ning Nang Nong (SOLD)
light green
15" x 6.5"
£30.00
On the Ning Nang Nong
On the Ning Nang Nong
Where the Cows go Bong!
and the monkeys all say BOO!
There's a Nong Nang Ning
Where the trees go Ping!
And the tea pots jibber jabber joo.
On the Nong Ning Nang
All the mice go Clang
And you just can't catch 'em when they do!
So its Ning Nang Nong
Cows go Bong!
Nong Nang Ning
Trees go ping
Nong Ning Nang
The mice go Clang
What a noisy place to belong
is the Ning Nang Ning Nang Nong!!
Spike Milligan
76. Remember (SOLD)
Christina Rossetti
Remember
light green turquoise flux
11.5" x 7"
£30.00
REMEMBER me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.
69. small plaque (SOLD)
If everybody minded their own business, the world would go round a good deal faster than it does
pale yellow green
4.5" x 6"
£5.00
68. small plaque (SOLD)
Punctuality is the virtue of the bored
light blue turquoise flux
4.5" x 6"
£10.00
67. small plaque (SOLD)
Work is the curse of the drinking classes
4.5" x 6"
light green turquoise
£10.00
66. small plaque (SOLD)
When I read about the evils of drinking, I gave up reading
soyer rose
4.5" x 6"
£10.00
64. small plaque (SOLD)
You're not drunk if you can lie on the floor without holding on
aubergine
4.5" x 6"
£10.00
62. large plaque (SOLD)
Thank heavens the sun has gone in, and I don't have to go out and enjoy it
redcurrant
6" square
£5.00
60. large plaque (SOLD)
If it weren't for the last minute, nothing would get done
grey flux
6" square
£15.00
59. set of cocktail coasters (SOLD)
diva, tinker, tart, god, disgrace, tiger.
no dinner party would be complete without them
3" square
£50.00 for 6
56. large table mat (SOLD)
If everybody minded their own business, the world would go round a good deal faster than it does
old rose
9" square £30.00
Sunday, March 22, 2009
36. coaster (SOLD)
Lead me not into temptation, I can find it myself. Rita Mae Brown
Flux
4" square
£10.00
24. marriage bowl (SOLD)
Marriage is an adventure, like going to war. GK Chesterton
flux
3.5" diameter
£5.00
cracked
16 how do I love thee? Large hanging (SOLD)
lavender / grey blue
37" x 7"
£15.00
There's a spelling mistake on one of the plates, it says 'I love the with the..." rather than "I love thee with the..."
How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
14. sampler with twenty years from now quote (SOLD)
tuquoises
53" x 7"
£100
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. (Mark Twain)
13. A is for ARSE (SOLD)
spring green variegated
53" x 7"
£100
Chipped at hanging point.
For those of you who would like a new insult for every day of the alphabet
10. the clod and the pebble wall hanging (SOLD)
green turquoise / light green turquoise
37" x 7"
£20.00
The Clod and the Pebble
Love seeketh not Itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care;
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair.
So sang a little Clod of Clay,
Trodden with the cattle's feet:
But a pebble of the brook,
Warbled out these metres meet.
Love seeketh only Self to please,
To bind another to Its delight:
Joys in another's loss of ease,
And builds a Hell in Heaven's despite.
-- William Blake
1. three plate mini tulip (SOLD)
Redcurrant/Rose Flux
25" x 5"
holes on the bottom - could be used to hang something else off?
£5.00
Thursday, March 5, 2009
131. large plaque (SOLD)
I get into bed, switch out the light and say 'bugger the lot of them'
blue
6" x 6"
£15.00
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
141. Poetry hanging (SOLD)
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways....
old rose and soyer rose
37" x 7"
typo. I love the purely...
I really should learn to concentrate
£20.00
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