Having been invited to one of my strange relatives up north to see her newly decorated bungalow (she's younger than me), I flinched when I entered her front room (her parlour).
Right there in front of me, on her hideous mantle piece was a selection of Royal Worcester figurines, each of them telling little strange tales; a boy playing a harmonica with his dog smelling his crutch (see above), an evil looking infant throwing a ball at a bird, a young man stamping on ducks tail).
She even got her husband to insert two expensive spotlights in the ceiling to accentuate the horrible little things
I love good pottery and ceramics, but I just don't "get" figurines. They're not beautiful, they're not graceful, they're not even nice looking and the hand painting looks as though it's been done by an artist who's got a studio on a train.
So why do they adorn so many peoples glass shelves in abundance. I wouldn't mind having one on my bookcase, but a collection? And they sell for over £150 on e bay second hand.
As an art form, they are in my opinion........dire.
However, there may be someone out there that might disagree.
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ReplyDeleteSo tell us all then, exactly why do you have exactly the same said boy and crotch sniffing dog sitting by your desk? Time to come out of the figurine closet Mr Wilson...?
ReplyDeleteMr Wilson, do I detect a spot of elitism going on here, or perhaps a bit of North v South sniping? And you, a Northerner too! Tsk tsk. Personally I like nothing more of an evening than to line up my collection of collectables and tot up how much they are worth - an inspiring investment if ever there was one.
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