These wall vases have been drawing me like a magnet lately, and have been popping up regularly at op-shops, auctions and the Tender Centre. They are way kitsch, and somehow remind me of the play, Summer of the Seventeenth Doll, which I studied in high school. Maybe it is the era in which it is set, or the memories of the play, that was presented at the Adelaide PlayHouse Theatre, $1.00 for all students. I was such a dag (or could you say, cultural savant?) that I went to every play that season produced, and which offered this special discounted price. Was there nothing to do in Adelaide in the 70's? I think not.
I have put them all up on my wall in the Studio, for now, and as yet, they haven't sprung a leak. Ideally I would love to collect about fifteen of them (where did that number come from?) and have them grouped together randomly on the wall. Great idea for a shop eh?
For now they are happy where they are, albeit a little crooked. I can have flowers in the Studio without knocking them over.
Pop over to Sophies and Apron Thrift Girl to see other goodies.