My best pal at art college gave it to me on either my 20th or 21st birthday, apologising for the crack, but knowing that, to me, it didn't detract from its charm one little bit. At only 7cm tall, with a diameter of 6cm, it's not exactly huge, but
over the years, it has kept safe a variety objects, from daughter's first baby bangle, to son's first baby tooth (now gone the way of all things, I hasten to add!)
For a long time, we couldn't decide whether it was laquered wood or papier mâché, but now the crack has widened, I can see it's wood. We used to think it looked as though it had been made with porcupine or hedgehog quills, but I think that might have been a trifle far fetched, don't you? The point of this meandering post is simply to say, if you own to being somewhat cracked, worry not - there are probably many years life left in you yet!
And thinking about it, I may as well link this (early) to Sepia Saturday, on the grounds that it's brown and quirky...
Sorry the babys tooth had me thinking about the necklaces I thought the fairies made from them ... the pot does, undoubtedly, have charm, but I am terrified to learn that all of us crackedpots have years and years left!
ReplyDeleteIt's bad enough to go to pot but even worse if the pot is cracked. Hmmm ... what are we talking about here: pot, crack? :)
ReplyDelete"The cracked pitcher goes oftest to the well",
ReplyDeleteat least that's what Beloved says and he should know being practically in fragments himself.
Useful little pots are always . . . useful.
ReplyDeleteThat just about sums me up too Jinksy.
ReplyDeleteDear Jinksy,
ReplyDeletethat is exactly the Wabi-Sabi aspect in art: the used thing , maybe with a chip or a crack, is seen as especially beautiful. They don't throw away the cracked pot - they mend the crack with gold or silver - and then you have a unique work of art.
That crack means it is personalized. There is not another in the world and isn't that what we all strive for?
ReplyDeletePhew - it's not just me who's a little cracked but doesn't care much then? The pot looks like a very good place to keep treasure :-)
ReplyDeleteI like this. Everything is as it should be...
ReplyDeletePearl
Hmm well thats a comfort. I am hoping for a few more years of usefulness!
ReplyDeletei have a basket that looks exactly like that that is made of hedgehog quills
ReplyDeleteCracked or not, it's a very pleasant looking and useful receptacle. I have a similar shaped one, made of cinnamon wood. It was supposed to be for holding cinnamon sugar, I think, but she who gave it t'me has commandeered it for other purposes ...
ReplyDeleteMost of my favorite things have cracks in them these days...from age and love and wear and tear...can't throw a thing out just because of a little crack...and most of my friends are a bit cracked for all that!
ReplyDeleteSandi
It's a lovely colour and a lovely shape . Cracked or not , I'd be delighted if anyone said that about me !
ReplyDeleteStill laughing over AC's comment. Thanks for giving me hope....Happy Easter....:-)Hugs
ReplyDeleteIt is perhaps even more beautiful for the crack.
ReplyDeleteThis is a wonderful post with only slightly-cracked thinking. Pure Jinksy. :)
ReplyDelete...and are there eggs or a bunny hiding inside too?!
ReplyDeleteI don't think you are cracked Pen. Maybe a bit twisted? :-) - Dave
ReplyDeleteJinksy, you are so funny. I love your "cracked" pot! I also am a "container person" and can't resist the best of the best of the best. It looks like yours is one of those, and it holds sweet memories.
ReplyDeleteMaybe you could fill it with jelly beans for tomorrow, lol? Happy Easter!
Kathy M.
PS - I re-posted my SS link. If you had a hard time seeing it the first time around, I'm sorry.
From one cracked person to another.... all I can say is its beautiful.
ReplyDeleteYou sometimes crack me up, but not today!
Happy Easter.
Maggie X
Nuts in May
Aren't we all a bit cracked?
ReplyDeleteI didn't do Sepia Saturday today, either, but I did do hedgehogs. What a coincidence that you, also mentioned hedgehog. Small world!
ReplyDeleteBarbara
It's the cracks and chips that make us unique! The lovely little pot looks very oriental in a 70's sort of style. Thank you for including the sizes. It saves me from agonizing over that - which I am prone to do. Bigger than a breadbox it's not.
ReplyDeleteOh I get it, brown for Sepia. I was wondering!
ReplyDeleteCracked, but still rings true. There was a time when I'd have turned that into a sermon.
ReplyDeleteloved your sunday_160 Thanks for sharing
ReplyDeleteHappy Easter
Being cracked is no reason to be discarded. I have a favourite mug, with a fine crack from top to base, which is ideal as a pencil pot.
ReplyDeleteCracked up and at least as good as whole!
ReplyDeleteAnd it is a very interesting container, indeed.
Congratulations on your Post of the Week Award from Hilary! :-)
First time visit here from Hilary's Post of the Week Award, Congratulations :-)
ReplyDeleteLet's hear it for the cracked! I often describe myself that way and am quite proud to do so!
ReplyDeleteI guess many of us forget about those treasure we have within and worry more about how we look to others. Everyone has a flaw, sometimes never shown.
ReplyDeleteYep. Cracked, but cracked doesn't have to mean broken, and there it is.
ReplyDeleteIn math (yes, I'm a geek) eccentricity refers to how much an oval deviates from a perfect circle. I like that, too. Fine. I'm eccentric. I'm not a circle, I'm an oval. Good enough.
Congratulations on your potw.