I love blue and white. It isn't exactly original to collect it and it isn't exactly trendy any more, but I love it.
I used to collect a lot of it. When my children were little and hubby was at work all week, Saturday morning was my time off. I would wander down the street to a local church where people sold antiques, collectibles and just plain junk and buy plates and saucers for 5 and 10 pence each. I always felt like I was carrying a bag of treasures home.
I do not have all of them any more, I got rid of some of them, particularly saucers, and I have given some odd plates to my daughter, but I still have some lovely pieces and my heart still beats faster when I see blue and white for sale anywhere. I try to stop myself buying it because there is really no room for more.
While I was photographing my bread and butter pickles, some of my collection crept into the photo on my rather messy dresser so I decided to photograph more and blog it. Above is probably my best piece. It is from Germany, near Munich, a present from hubby after a business trip. It is coloured with lead paint and not suitable for food. Just as well, or it would have been broken long ago.
Below is a part of the wall on which it hangs along with other treasures.
Another view of the wall.
Another view, because, let's face it, I am a hoarder and I also love gravy jugs and other things with handles, such as more teapots and jugs.
This is a reproduction ginger jar. Another gift from hubby. Funnily enough, he has never bought me any fabric. Wonder why.
And another gift from hubby, who visited Moscow in the 80's for a conference and came back with this coffee pot for me. I love the overblown cabbage rose. You can also see where it has not been dusted! Oops.
France is a treasure trove for old china and I have more there. That will be a summer blog.
Do you like blue and white too?
Do you like blue and white too?