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vintage porcelain teacup. . .purging some vintage goodies in a new etsy shop called wolfiedigs. It's not a new venture or direction, just a way to declutter the house a bit (I hope!)
If you are interested in hiring our vintage crockery for a photoshoot, afternoon tea, wedding or any kind of celebration, please contact us here.
The other great Philadelphia top 40 station. This was possibly issued for the same reason as the Wibbage tumblers. Used as a consulation prize.
I'm guessing mid 70's on this. Found on a yard sale in the 80's.
Time for something different. I Found this one in my archives, captured somewhere in Woodstock, NY.
Zeiss 35mm F/2 Distagon
Photo showing Teacup Tools project
Teacup Tools is an array of cybernetic teacups, adapting themselves to the realm of climate-related sciences. The work appears as a multifunctional tool for the investigation of micro clouds above tea, for communication and for tea drinking.
credit: tom mesic
Dress-Old Navy
Vest-Forever 21
Shoes-Vintage
Purse-Vintage
Necklace-Gift from Mom and Dad
Old Lady Chic
Come visit!
went to an antiques auction won a load of china and bits for a silly sum this was amongst it so i am popping it on e bay its just so pretty but i already have too many sets
If my teacup could talk, I think she would say...
"Whenever you are sincerely pleased you are nourished."
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Jugemu & Shimbashi
(02) 9904 3011
246 Military Rd
Neutral Bay NSW 2089
Reviews:
- Jugemu & Shimbashi - by Simon Thomsen, Good Living, Sydney Morning Herald, November 20, 2007
We wanted something fun for the table on the patio and I just love this planter. It is cute but large enough for us to get several different types of flowers in it.
I Remember, I Remember
I remember, I remember,
The house where I was born,
The little window where the sun
Came peeping in at morn;
He never came a wink too soon,
Nor brought too long a day,
But now, I often wish the night
Had borne my breath away!
I remember, I remember,
The roses, red and white,
The vi'lets, and the lily-cups,
Those flowers made of light!
The lilacs where the robin built,
And where my brother set
The laburnum on his birthday,--
The tree is living yet!
I remember, I remember,
Where I was used to swing,
And thought the air must rush as fresh
To swallows on the wing;
My spirit flew in feathers then,
That is so heavy now,
And summer pools could hardly cool
The fever on my brow!
I remember, I remember,
The fir trees dark and high;
I used to think their slender tops
Were close against the sky:
It was a childish ignorance,
But now 'tis little joy
To know I'm farther off from heav'n
Than when I was a boy.
Thomas Hood