Updated: Feb 10, 2021
Sugar bowl lid, Porcelain, Rococo style
(restored between July 2019-2020)
A delicate porcelain, hand-painted sugar bowl was inherited by a friend, a professional gypsy. It belonged to her grand aunt, a war bride from Germany, who brought it with her to America. My friend was upset when It broke during one of her many, many moves across the planet. It arrived into my hands in 2019, shattered.
It was excruciating to hold the tiny shards of the lid, knowing I couldn't make it whole. I couldn't part with the shards, and I couldn't Kintsugi it
I stared and stared. For a year. And then, I decided to gild the edges, and frame the pieces in a shadow frame.
Just because something is broken, doesn't mean it cannot be loved and adored.