I don’t know what it is about animals and retro items – for some unknown reason, I just like anything that combines creatures and age. Usually, the more kitsch the better, but some of these would probably pass muster in more stylish homes. The penguin on the left was made by Mick Kirkby-Geddes (a.k.a. Metal…
Tag: Steuler
Pop Pots
With the promise of some chocolate brownies, I managed to get Aidan to take some pictures for me of our poppiest pottery: There’s a mixture of Steuler, Jopeko, Carstens and Fohr here, but somehow they seem to work together. Many of these were found on the latest trip: the giant Steuler is one of our…
A Grey Day – The West German Pottery Way
Despite the title of this post, I’ve actually had two pretty good days, busy but productive. I’m referring to the weather with the title! Rain, drizzle, precipitation… whatever you want to call it; it has rained, rained and rained today. I left early yesterday morning with some gigantic parcels in tow to post before going to…
Striking Steuler
Now the regulars of the WGP world who frequent my blog will probably think, “Finally!” when they read that heading. I asked aeons ago if anybody had any fantastic Steuler pieces that I could share via this site, as I wanted to do a post to show off the fantastic variety of pieces that Steuler created….
The Ebay Blitz on West German Pottery!
Aidan has uploaded a massive amount of pots onto his Ebay account. If you’ve not done so already, go and check out some of the gorgeous pots he has for sale. Look for them here… There are more, including some lovely Roth and Scheurich pieces. But can I find the pictures for them within Aidan’s…
West German Pottery White Collection
We’ve had the brown collection. Now here’s the white collection: Many Scheurich pieces, a little Steuler (our first Cari Zalloni piece) and a cheeky little Wade who’s crept in somehow…
Birthday and Booting…
Well, last week it was my birthday and now I’m another year closer to thirty… I don’t mind so much, but it is a slightly strange feeling. I keep expecting somebody to stop me and say, “Right, the game is up. You’re not really [insert age here]; you’re really sixteen. Stop pretending to be an…
Little Owl Ski 