<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307</id><updated>2011-10-01T06:06:10.265-07:00</updated><category term='Hand-made'/><category term='Kitchen'/><category term='Heirloom'/><category term='Exotic'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Vintage'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Philosophy of Stuff'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Ceramic'/><category term='Metal'/><category term='Antique'/><category term='Enamel'/><category term='Retro'/><title type='text'>Profound Object</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a blog documenting my nifty thrift store finds.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307.post-2130370777963938914</id><published>2011-03-26T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T15:18:41.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enamel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Enamored by Enamel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-REFXyZv3RLI/TY5Vr2PV6CI/AAAAAAAAHZc/A0AMAdj_eSQ/s1600/pinedaplate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="385" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-REFXyZv3RLI/TY5Vr2PV6CI/AAAAAAAAHZc/A0AMAdj_eSQ/s400/pinedaplate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometimes my eye is magnetically drawn to some object at the thrift store and I know it is a great find, not just my quirky aesthetic, and I cannot fathom why somebody else hasn't already snatched it up. Like this large plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is enameled copper, signed by the artist. The airbrushed, kaleidoscopic flower design says 70's to me, but then I grew up in a town where the 60's didn't probably arrive until the 70's.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made out the first name of the signature as Miguel, and after a web search, found a Mexican enamel artist named &lt;a href="http://www.glass-on-metal.com/pastart/miguel_pineda.htm"&gt;Miguel Angel Pineda&lt;/a&gt;.  Yes! The signatures matched! And one of the enamel bowls pictured in this article has the same stenciled design. Pineda is a Mexican artist who fostered the art of enameling in Mexico, has created many well-known religious works (including 36 enamel doors for the famous &lt;a href="http://www.sacred-destinations.com/mexico/mexico-city-basilica-guadalupe"&gt;Shrine of the Virgin of Guadelupe in Mexico City&lt;/a&gt; that took him 3 years to create) and has exhibited all over the world.  What a treasure I found!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787831008389043307-2130370777963938914?l=profoundobject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/2130370777963938914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2011/03/enamored-by-enamel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/2130370777963938914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/2130370777963938914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2011/03/enamored-by-enamel.html' title='Enamored by Enamel'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-REFXyZv3RLI/TY5Vr2PV6CI/AAAAAAAAHZc/A0AMAdj_eSQ/s72-c/pinedaplate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307.post-274200018577750221</id><published>2011-03-25T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T19:33:14.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exotic'/><title type='text'>Peaceful Pagoda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bIvU6xBaTBw/TY1M4V5o3xI/AAAAAAAAHZM/isiR502i1wg/s1600/corkptg1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="171" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bIvU6xBaTBw/TY1M4V5o3xI/AAAAAAAAHZM/isiR502i1wg/s400/corkptg1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today's sweet thrift store find was a Chinese artwork,a peaceful pagoda scene carved in intricate dimensional detail from cork. It is 9 inches by 21 inches. The deep beveled mat is wrapped in silk. I did a bit of web research and now think this piece is from the early 1900's. It is in amazingly good shape, with  just a few small crumbs of cork that have broken off. This crummy photo with reflections on the glass does not do it justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m2JNKWp6NNE/TY1M4qacBzI/AAAAAAAAHZU/sZmE8JYnZ4s/s1600/corkptg2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m2JNKWp6NNE/TY1M4qacBzI/AAAAAAAAHZU/sZmE8JYnZ4s/s400/corkptg2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In this close-up you can see the detailed carving and the background painting in blue ink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787831008389043307-274200018577750221?l=profoundobject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/274200018577750221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2011/03/peaceful-pagoda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/274200018577750221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/274200018577750221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2011/03/peaceful-pagoda.html' title='Peaceful Pagoda'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bIvU6xBaTBw/TY1M4V5o3xI/AAAAAAAAHZM/isiR502i1wg/s72-c/corkptg1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307.post-8817147976359344814</id><published>2011-02-12T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T08:32:59.920-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand-made'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Valentine Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u_nLPW9Vm1I/TVa1TWfLI5I/AAAAAAAAHLQ/NIUnrnORGFw/s1600/valentinecat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="290" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u_nLPW9Vm1I/TVa1TWfLI5I/AAAAAAAAHLQ/NIUnrnORGFw/s400/valentinecat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just in time for Valentines Day, I found this whimsical wooden cat decoration at Goodwill. When you pull on the string, hearts and a kitten pop up from behind. It was handmade;  it is  signed on the back and dated 1983, but I haven't been able to find any information about the artist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787831008389043307-8817147976359344814?l=profoundobject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/8817147976359344814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentine-cat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/8817147976359344814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/8817147976359344814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentine-cat.html' title='Valentine Cat'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u_nLPW9Vm1I/TVa1TWfLI5I/AAAAAAAAHLQ/NIUnrnORGFw/s72-c/valentinecat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307.post-147284103418774521</id><published>2011-02-01T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T13:09:15.038-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antique'/><title type='text'>Brass Creamer &amp; Sugarbowl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TUh1HhxNm3I/AAAAAAAAHJk/8xJ775e4HMU/s1600/brasscreamsugar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" width="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TUh1HhxNm3I/AAAAAAAAHJk/8xJ775e4HMU/s400/brasscreamsugar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm trying to think if I know anybody else who ever uses a creamer and sugar bowl...can't think of anyone. But I bet if they had a pretty brass set like this, they would. What  is it that makes art nouveau design so appealing? This set practically screamed from the shelf that it was far too elegant and special to be at the thrift store.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787831008389043307-147284103418774521?l=profoundobject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/147284103418774521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2011/02/brass-creamer-sugarbowl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/147284103418774521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/147284103418774521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2011/02/brass-creamer-sugarbowl.html' title='Brass Creamer &amp; Sugarbowl'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TUh1HhxNm3I/AAAAAAAAHJk/8xJ775e4HMU/s72-c/brasscreamsugar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307.post-2044267164861978428</id><published>2011-01-03T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T08:33:35.831-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ceramic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand-made'/><title type='text'>Fairy Flower Vase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TSH4X5bmlSI/AAAAAAAAHFA/vGn4NnLfw6s/s1600/fairyvase.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="330" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TSH4X5bmlSI/AAAAAAAAHFA/vGn4NnLfw6s/s400/fairyvase.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Someday I am intending to create a tiny hidden fairy garden in the woods, so I always keep my eye out for inspiration. Last weekend I found this little 3 1/2-inch tall fairy vase at Goodwill. The porcelain vase is quite heavy and rather innocent; it seems like somebody's lovingly handmade creation. I especially like that the vase is a robin's egg. This vase would be perfect for a bouquet of lily-of-the-valley.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787831008389043307-2044267164861978428?l=profoundobject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/2044267164861978428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2011/01/fairy-flower-vase.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/2044267164861978428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/2044267164861978428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2011/01/fairy-flower-vase.html' title='Fairy Flower Vase'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TSH4X5bmlSI/AAAAAAAAHFA/vGn4NnLfw6s/s72-c/fairyvase.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307.post-1427215665409991495</id><published>2010-12-28T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T10:06:26.856-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitchen'/><title type='text'>Cat's Meow Canisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TRolspGuUkI/AAAAAAAAHDY/pvcUtLoKLkI/s1600/canistercats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TRolspGuUkI/AAAAAAAAHDY/pvcUtLoKLkI/s400/canistercats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The daughters are home for the holidays and yesterday, while most of the world was shopping for after  Xmas deals at the mall, we went to thrift stores. Both girls found some great items to update their wardrobes (hmmm, can it be called "updating" if the things are old?) Sara also scored with this groovy metal canister set. She plans to store colored pencils, markers and other art supplies in them rather than flour, sugar, coffee and tea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787831008389043307-1427215665409991495?l=profoundobject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/1427215665409991495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2010/12/cats-meow-canisters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/1427215665409991495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/1427215665409991495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2010/12/cats-meow-canisters.html' title='Cat&apos;s Meow Canisters'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TRolspGuUkI/AAAAAAAAHDY/pvcUtLoKLkI/s72-c/canistercats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307.post-1509160963879920239</id><published>2010-03-08T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T11:05:00.638-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand-made'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Riddle of the Sphinx</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/S5VJGb4bpJI/AAAAAAAAE4w/341EXoiWUK0/s1600-h/IMG_6768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/S5VJGb4bpJI/AAAAAAAAE4w/341EXoiWUK0/s400/IMG_6768.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446339699286975634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little carved  granite cat head is a bit smaller than a baseball. It has a sort of sphinx-like Egyptian character, I think, but it's another mysterious Goodwill treasure of unknown origin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787831008389043307-1509160963879920239?l=profoundobject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/1509160963879920239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2010/03/riddle-of-sphinx.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/1509160963879920239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/1509160963879920239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2010/03/riddle-of-sphinx.html' title='Riddle of the Sphinx'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/S5VJGb4bpJI/AAAAAAAAE4w/341EXoiWUK0/s72-c/IMG_6768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307.post-8891378886254639285</id><published>2010-03-04T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T08:37:48.196-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ceramic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand-made'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Fishface</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/S4_e0-wGq8I/AAAAAAAAE3g/su1oftJN18o/s1600-h/IMG_6947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/S4_e0-wGq8I/AAAAAAAAE3g/su1oftJN18o/s400/IMG_6947.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444815476293544898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found this whimsical, dreamlike ceramic mask at a consignment store the other night while  waiting for Rog to get off work. It is signed "Sara Morris, 1987."   I did a Google search and found a ceramic artist who does lovely animal-themed work in clay, named &lt;a href="http://swetcharnik.com/sara/gallery/index.shtml"&gt;Sara Morris Swetcharnik.&lt;/a&gt;  I sent her this photo and asked if it was one of her older pieces, but no.  Still a mystery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787831008389043307-8891378886254639285?l=profoundobject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/8891378886254639285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2010/03/fishface.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/8891378886254639285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/8891378886254639285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2010/03/fishface.html' title='Fishface'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/S4_e0-wGq8I/AAAAAAAAE3g/su1oftJN18o/s72-c/IMG_6947.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307.post-760750314736200618</id><published>2010-02-08T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T10:07:43.947-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ceramic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitchen'/><title type='text'>S &amp; P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/S3DgjZybhWI/AAAAAAAAExc/zeFYGe5aXCs/s1600-h/S+and+P.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/S3DgjZybhWI/AAAAAAAAExc/zeFYGe5aXCs/s400/S+and+P.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436091649058637154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These funny salt and pepper shakers remind me of the two pigs Sara raised last summer, Freckles and Destroyer. They are unusually big for salt and pepper shakers- each about the size of a softball. Another great Goodwill find!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787831008389043307-760750314736200618?l=profoundobject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/760750314736200618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2010/02/s-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/760750314736200618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/760750314736200618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2010/02/s-p.html' title='S &amp; P'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/S3DgjZybhWI/AAAAAAAAExc/zeFYGe5aXCs/s72-c/S+and+P.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307.post-8057115148503155140</id><published>2009-04-17T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T08:20:57.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ceramic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antique'/><title type='text'>Duck Pitcher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SeidSfzjRtI/AAAAAAAADJI/Qo6-aXLN9LA/s1600-h/duckpitcher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325679500466538194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SeidSfzjRtI/AAAAAAAADJI/Qo6-aXLN9LA/s400/duckpitcher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every now and then my ceramic fruit and vegetable pitcher collection expands to include a critter. I was so delighted to find this vintage duck pitcher at Savers for 99 cents! The beak has been mended but the pitcher is very old, I think, and otherwise in good shape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787831008389043307-8057115148503155140?l=profoundobject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/8057115148503155140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/04/every-now-and-then-my-ceramic-fruit-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/8057115148503155140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/8057115148503155140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/04/every-now-and-then-my-ceramic-fruit-and.html' title='Duck Pitcher'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SeidSfzjRtI/AAAAAAAADJI/Qo6-aXLN9LA/s72-c/duckpitcher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307.post-3655689622285929255</id><published>2009-04-01T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:17:35.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand-made'/><title type='text'>Dried Flower DooDad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SdQdq2wzVzI/AAAAAAAADBk/091y_D2mLME/s1600-h/driedflowers2_edited-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319909681923315506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SdQdq2wzVzI/AAAAAAAADBk/091y_D2mLME/s400/driedflowers2_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week I was paging through a bird identification book I purchased at the Salvation Army Thrift Store and I came upon this dried flower art that the previous owner must have tucked in as a bookmark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a die-cut metallic scrap with dried flowers carefully arranged inside each circle, sealed within wax paper. The entire piece is about 6 inches in diameter. It reminded me of a favorite project back in grade-school, when we sealed autumn leaves and crayon shavings between wax paper with a hot iron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787831008389043307-3655689622285929255?l=profoundobject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/3655689622285929255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/04/dried-flower-doodad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/3655689622285929255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/3655689622285929255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/04/dried-flower-doodad.html' title='Dried Flower DooDad'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SdQdq2wzVzI/AAAAAAAADBk/091y_D2mLME/s72-c/driedflowers2_edited-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307.post-8994914463342281029</id><published>2009-03-14T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T20:08:00.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metal'/><title type='text'>Arcosanti Artifact</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SbxqZAjYL8I/AAAAAAAAC8k/j7Vn1JE8AK0/s1600-h/arcosantibell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313238638268002242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SbxqZAjYL8I/AAAAAAAAC8k/j7Vn1JE8AK0/s400/arcosantibell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I was in Arizona a few days ago, I hoped to visit the desert town of &lt;a href="http://www.arcosanti.org/project/main.html"&gt;Arcosanti&lt;/a&gt;, but there just wasn't enough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arcosanti is possibly the first city designed around the concept of sustainability. It is the life work of visionary architect Paolo Soleri. The city is entirely hand-built (it won't be completed in our lifetime) by volunteers and funded by donations and by the sale of cast &lt;a href="http://www.arcosanti.org/project/support/bells.html"&gt;bronze bells&lt;/a&gt;, designed by Soleri.&lt;br /&gt;When I got home my Aunt Barb called. Barb has visited Arcosanti several times and met Paolo Soleri. I told her I was disappointed not to make it there and we talked about Soleri's idea that the city should face outward to the farms that sustained it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it seemed especially serendipitous that the very next morning when I made a quick stop at Savers, I found this Arcosanti bell! What are the chances of that? The bell has a piercingly beautiful, clear tone. I hung it from the windmill tower, together with the Arcosanti bell Aunt Barb gave me many years ago and the more elaborate one Sara and Rog brought home after their father-daughter backpacking trip in the Grand Canyon when she was fourteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's two unusual bells in a row (see previous post)...Coincidence?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787831008389043307-8994914463342281029?l=profoundobject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/8994914463342281029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/03/arcosanti-artifact.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/8994914463342281029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/8994914463342281029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/03/arcosanti-artifact.html' title='Arcosanti Artifact'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SbxqZAjYL8I/AAAAAAAAC8k/j7Vn1JE8AK0/s72-c/arcosantibell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307.post-3671597730896664080</id><published>2009-03-06T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T08:09:23.995-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand-made'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exotic'/><title type='text'>A Good Reason to Get a Water Buffalo</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310103911710448274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SbFHX6Hp2pI/AAAAAAAAC6E/CinpjjZsVR8/s400/woodenbell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yesterday I found the coolest bell at Goodwill! Well, I guess you call it a bell, despite the fact that it is hand-carved from wood and makes more of a clattering than a ringing sound. It has two hinged external clappers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looked sort of southeast Asian to me, but I could envision it worn by one of my hoped-for Icelandic sheep. It would also make a terrific percussion instrument for the musicians in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched the internet last night trying to learn its origin. I only found two references to a similar bell: one was an image of a cow in Thailand wearing a bell much like this, and the other was a description of a wooden bell with two exernal clappers used on water buffalo. Hmmm...water buffalo might be good on a small sustainable farm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787831008389043307-3671597730896664080?l=profoundobject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/3671597730896664080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-reason-to-get-water-buffalo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/3671597730896664080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/3671597730896664080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-reason-to-get-water-buffalo.html' title='A Good Reason to Get a Water Buffalo'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SbFHX6Hp2pI/AAAAAAAAC6E/CinpjjZsVR8/s72-c/woodenbell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307.post-3689085252254426952</id><published>2009-02-27T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:07:13.323-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ceramic'/><title type='text'>Tea for Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SagPbtaMOBI/AAAAAAAAC4g/ff1Fv5xgxnM/s1600-h/teapots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307509129576462354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SagPbtaMOBI/AAAAAAAAC4g/ff1Fv5xgxnM/s400/teapots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was a growing up, cafes always served your hot water in little ceramic teapots when you ordered tea. Way back in my college days I purchased a maroon and a dark green teapot at a garage sale. Over the years I stumbled upon a few more. I love the vintage colors of these darling teapots and they fit perfectly on the plate shelf that runs around the dining room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787831008389043307-3689085252254426952?l=profoundobject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/3689085252254426952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/02/tea-for-five.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/3689085252254426952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/3689085252254426952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/02/tea-for-five.html' title='Tea for Five'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SagPbtaMOBI/AAAAAAAAC4g/ff1Fv5xgxnM/s72-c/teapots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307.post-7602855497898131863</id><published>2009-02-20T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T10:08:13.042-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heirloom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Grandma's Bread Bowl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SZ7dDDsXpRI/AAAAAAAAC2w/rq1A2QoSt-g/s1600-h/grandmasbreadbowl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304920455689774354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SZ7dDDsXpRI/AAAAAAAAC2w/rq1A2QoSt-g/s400/grandmasbreadbowl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This well-worn bowl is one of the most important cooking tools in our kitchen. It belonged to my Grandma W.(she got it as a wedding gift, I believe) and is the bowl I remember her using to mix up dough for cookies, dilly bread, and especially, caramel rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The caramel roll recipe came from Grandma's friend Maxine. They often enjoyed hot caramel rolls and coffee together over fierce scrabble games. When I visited the farm as a youngster, I sometimes got to play scrabble with Grandma and Maxine and even drink coffee with my caramel roll, although my mine was mostly milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Grandma moved to Oregon to live with my aunt in her last years, my sister Rita moved into her house for a while. Making room in the cupboards, Rita thoughtfully gave me the bowl, saying I was probably the only granddaughter who would actually ever bake bread. We were of college age--I needed cooking gear and neither of us realized then the sentimental value that bowl would have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughters grew up helping me bake bread and cookies using Grandma's bowl. When they grew to college age, both of them requested Grandma's bread bowl. I wasn't even ready to part with it yet! Happily, I had just figured out EBay, and I put out a watch out for a "large Household Institute mixing bowl, Rhythm Rose pattern." Through Ebay I purchased the same bowl, although in much more pristine condition, so we could all have a mixing bowl like Grandma's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Grandma &amp;amp; Maxine's Caramel Rolls for Scrabble&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dissolve: 1 package yeast in 1/4 cup warm water.&lt;br /&gt;Scald: 1 cup of milk in a small pan. Pour into large mixing bowl.&lt;br /&gt;Add to the milk: 2 T. sugar, 2 T. shortening, 1 tsp. salt.&lt;br /&gt;Cool.&lt;br /&gt;Add 1 beaten egg and the softened yeast. Beat well and add 1 cup of flour. Add 2 1/2 cups more flour, as needed to make a soft dough. Knead.&lt;br /&gt;Cover and let rise in warm place to double in size. Roll outinto 9 x 12 rectangle and dot with butter, sprinkle cinnamom and sugar. Roll up and slice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melt 1/2 cup butter and 1/2 cup borwn sugar in a 9 x 12 baking pan. Place rolls in pan. Raise to lightness.&lt;br /&gt;Bake 20-25 minutes in 375 degree oven. Invert on rack when done. Very tasty with hot coffee and friends to share with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787831008389043307-7602855497898131863?l=profoundobject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/7602855497898131863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/02/grandmas-bread-bowl.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/7602855497898131863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/7602855497898131863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/02/grandmas-bread-bowl.html' title='Grandma&apos;s Bread Bowl'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SZ7dDDsXpRI/AAAAAAAAC2w/rq1A2QoSt-g/s72-c/grandmasbreadbowl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307.post-3753067231786854365</id><published>2009-02-19T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:08:43.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bluebirds of Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SZ4oRjMbXnI/AAAAAAAAC2o/n-5IdPcHKzE/s1600-h/bluebirds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SZ4oRjMbXnI/AAAAAAAAC2o/n-5IdPcHKzE/s400/bluebirds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304721693059276402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am learning that eventually, if you are patient enough, perseverent and observant enough, what you desire will show up. These birds symbolize that in a silly, tangible way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago we attended my sister's wedding in Tucson. One morning we took her dog for a walk in her neighborhood and stopped at a garage sale, where I bought a simple blue ceramic bird for 50 cents.  He made it safely home wrapped in clothes in my suitcase and found the perfect perch on my backyard garden fence post. I even stained the fence his shade of blue. He was so lovely there, I wished I had a second bird, one for each of the main fence posts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, several months later, the identical bird appeared at a thrift store in Rochester! I had to pay $3 for the second bird, but it was definitely worth it. I can hardly wait for spring - there are plenty of fence posts at our farm for these birds to perch upon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787831008389043307-3753067231786854365?l=profoundobject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/3753067231786854365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/02/bluebirds-of-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/3753067231786854365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/3753067231786854365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/02/bluebirds-of-happiness.html' title='Bluebirds of Happiness'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SZ4oRjMbXnI/AAAAAAAAC2o/n-5IdPcHKzE/s72-c/bluebirds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307.post-2558857116211907784</id><published>2009-02-14T13:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T08:34:55.128-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SZc5vFTR1KI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/DreZB7Qh7eg/s1600-h/heartwaterbottleb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SZc5vFTR1KI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/DreZB7Qh7eg/s400/heartwaterbottleb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302770567291720866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I stopped in Savers this morning (looking for an inexpensive solution for a hanging pot rack - see future post) I found this heart-shaped hotwater bottle. Since it happens to be Valentines Day today, I had to get it for my sweetie--who is much hotter than any hot water bottle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787831008389043307-2558857116211907784?l=profoundobject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/2558857116211907784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/2558857116211907784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/2558857116211907784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine.html' title='Valentine'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SZc5vFTR1KI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/DreZB7Qh7eg/s72-c/heartwaterbottleb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307.post-998712068512935054</id><published>2009-02-13T07:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T07:32:56.556-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ceramic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antique'/><title type='text'>Corny Pitcher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SZWPVaQ98TI/AAAAAAAAC04/wiYumb8S5iM/s1600-h/cornpitcher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SZWPVaQ98TI/AAAAAAAAC04/wiYumb8S5iM/s400/cornpitcher.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302301734289142066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My silly pitcher collection started with an irresistable ceramic pitcher in the shape of a cantaloupe 15 years ago, and has grown into a veritable Farmers Market of fruit- and vegetable-shaped pitchers. I have found most of them at garage sales, thrift stores, flea markets, and TJ MAxx, and some have been gifts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I accidently broke the bunch-of-grapes pitcher, I searched for a replacement on EBay and came across a wonderful antique corn pitcher. I bid on it, but was quickly outbid-- it sold for over $300. Far, far beyond my price range!  Last summer, I drove past a garage sale and stopped on a whim. There I found the exact same corn pitcher -- for only $3.  This is one of my most fortuitous finds!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787831008389043307-998712068512935054?l=profoundobject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/998712068512935054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/02/corny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/998712068512935054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/998712068512935054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/02/corny.html' title='Corny Pitcher'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SZWPVaQ98TI/AAAAAAAAC04/wiYumb8S5iM/s72-c/cornpitcher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787831008389043307.post-666766718085615379</id><published>2009-02-09T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:41:36.379-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy of Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ceramic'/><title type='text'>The Impetus for this Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SZD-axPSikI/AAAAAAAACzE/GJU3BcN4uws/s1600-h/gnome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SZD-axPSikI/AAAAAAAACzE/GJU3BcN4uws/s400/gnome.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301016497262594626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have collected some pretty odd things over the years, and this little ceramic gnome vessel ranks right up there. I was in town and had a bit of time between meetings this afternoon, so I stopped in at Savers to see if I could find some  interesting decor for my chicken coop/potting shed. No luck there, but I stumbled upon this quirky gnome dish. My first reaction was "Ugly!" but then I felt its weird attraction (maybe it's magical.)  Today was Monday and yellow ticketed items were 99 cents; it had a yellow price tag, so it was meant to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bottom it says copyright 1957, "FINE ENT INC" and "Calif USA." I did a google search and  found  the same piece listed for sale on Ebay in 2004, but the seller was as baffled by it as I am. My best guess is that it is a little nightstand dish to set your change or keys in --I am currently using it on my desk for paperclips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family gives me a lot of grief about my penchant for purchasing strange things at garage sales and thrift stores. I figure somebody out there surely must appreciate these treasures as much as I do--thus, this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787831008389043307-666766718085615379?l=profoundobject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/feeds/666766718085615379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/02/impetus-for-this-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/666766718085615379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787831008389043307/posts/default/666766718085615379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://profoundobject.blogspot.com/2009/02/impetus-for-this-blog.html' title='The Impetus for this Blog'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867572450926221667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/TMDzgvWOV1I/AAAAAAAAGwc/BY7eKjbD3fU/S220/suechicken.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gSHHcJ3BUQ0/SZD-axPSikI/AAAAAAAACzE/GJU3BcN4uws/s72-c/gnome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
