The Art of Bronteana: The Crying Jug.

A beginner’s exercise in the Japanese Art of Kintsugi – ‘Golden Joinery’ —— also known as Kintsukuroi —— ‘Golden Repair’ – or in my case crudely painting over the cracks!!!   

On Tuesday, 21st. April 2020, I posted a somewhat sorry post on Instagram about a significant jug I’d received in the post that day – that unfortunately arrived in pieces! Perhaps by pure coincidence, it arrived on the anniversary of Charlotte Brontë’s 204th birthday at 1:03 pm precisely – how fitting in itself! I bought the jug online on the 11th —— and had been expectantly waiting for it to come as it was a present to myself to mark my official visit to the ‘Brontë Parsonage Museum’ in Haworth – on Monday, 15th. April 2019 —— almost a year to the day.

‘The Meeting Room Window’ – Bronte Parsonage. Monday, 15th. April 2019

However, for me ‘Brontëland’ exists away from the Parsonage window; in a dream I had quite a few years ago —— long before the Brontës showed up on my radar so to speak. The place ‘Brontëland’ in my dream – was a graveyard – more specificallya burial chamber that was raised and rectangular in shape with a heavy stone slab atop…

The Bronte Parsonage Museum. Monday, 15th April 2019.

In my dream – I saw a wondrous lightshow as ‘blinding’ as the Sun rising only brighter —— emanating upwards and outwards from under the slab – then I woke up! It’s only in recent years —— due to my in depth research into the ‘lost’ portrait of Emily Brontë by Charlotte – that symbolically, I’ve put two and two together and given my dream a name, ‘Brontëland’ – as written on’t jug!

So yes! I was disappointed that my not easily replaced vintage jug that bears the name ‘Brontëland’ arrived at my door broken into a ‘thousand’ pieces’. So this is the story about the ‘Crying Jug’s’ resurrection…  

Ironically, the postage cost more than the jug!

The following excerpt from my Instagram post titled ’The Crying Jug’ —— explains the sorry situation: 

Well — today, 21st April 2020 — is Charlotte’s birthday — she was born on this day in 1816 in Thornton, Yorkshire — in ‘Brontëland’! And what better way to celebrate this special day in the Brontë calendar — than with the arrival of a ‘new’ piece of Brontëana to add to my humble collection!

Today, at precisely 1:03 pm — I was delivered of a beautiful ‘Blueware’ jug made by ‘New Devon Pottery’ Newton Abbot, Devon — yes a little piece of this company that is no longer in production returned to the county of its origin — only in a thousand pieces!!!

I have been patiently waiting for it to come since I bought it online on the 11th April 2020 — and voila! it arrived on Charlotte’s birthday!

I had envisioned a bunch of freshly picked blue-bells in it from one of my walks — but alas that dream is now broken!

I’ve given it a go — at reassembling the pieces but I think it is beyond my skills — and patience — although I may return to it once the first gluing has set…” 

These images show the state of the jug when it arrived…

Wrapped only in thin plastic – no bubble-wrap! It was seemingly doomed…

A fissure as deep as Gordale Scar!

Encouraged by some of my lovely Instagram followers, most namely ‘Yorkshire Cathie’ – I decided to continue with my initial half-hearted effort of sticking a few of the larger pieces together…

The first dribbles of fixative gave the jug its alternative name!

Oddly, the shattered jug had two triangular pieces missing – either whole or rendered as dust particles – presumably lost in transit due to the thinness of the packaging! So before I could apply golden lines to my joinery, I had to fill the gaps with ‘Milliput’Admittedly, the finish is a bit rough round the edges and the light still shows through the gaps and it’s never going to hold water —— but that’s all part of the Crying Jug’s story.

And now to the third phase of its restoration; the Golden phase…Because of Lockdown and no non-essential shops open at the minute – I have used materials that were to hand in my trusty cupboard only…‘Ta dah’!!! Presenting the ‘Crying Jug’ —— Kintsukuroi STYLE

I’m so lucky that the back of the jug bore the point of impact – leaving the front of the jug to quarter into four clean breaks. And now that they are back together – the golden lines form a ‘perfect’ cross.

21st April 2020 – Charlotte’s 204th birthday – the date of the jug’s arrival at my door.

And an exercise in crossing my lines – and dotting my ‘e’; by adding a golden diaeresis to the formerly diaeresis-less ‘e’ in ‘Bronteland’ – I applied my finishing florish!

And today, Friday 24th April 2020…

By gently slipping a slender glass down inside my non-watertight blue and white and gold New Devon Ware vessel – my Bluebell dream has been remedied.

All’s well that ends well —— the seller made an immediate refund on’t jug too!


Addendum: Saturday, 25th April 2020.

To read about the history of the pottery that originally shaped the ‘Crying Jug’ —— click on their name: ‘New Devon Pottery’ Newton Abbot, Devon.

Beavers famously keep on beavering away at a task until it is done…

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And to read about Beaver symbolism – click HERE


 

4 thoughts on “The Art of Bronteana: The Crying Jug.

  1. Oh my, you have done such a fantastic job on restoring this sentimentally precious jug! Well done, I am so pleased for you! I can imagine the horror of the moment you realised the jug had arrived in thousand pieces. I’d literally cry and I don’t remember when I cried last time. The blue and white wildflowers look so lovely in your ingeniously restored jug. xx

    • Oh, Vesna! thank you so much for your kind message of support for the Crying Jug – poor ole thing’s been through t’mill! Have to say there were no tears here – only tears of glue! I absolutely believe that my Instagram well-wishers helped the broken pieces take on a life of their own – my part was simply gluing them back together…X

  2. Absolutely brilliant(🌞) Mel. I’m so happy you managed to get it actually holding the bluebells that you originally envisaged! Now you will always have a poignant reminder to commemorate your visit, your dream, Charlotte’s 204th birthday and the disassembling and re-building “unprecedented time” of the 2020 coronavirus lockdown. I’d call it a success story of rising from the dust!
    Oh and thank you for the mention in the blog, I am truly honoured and so pleased to be a tiny part of your story! Much love, Cathie 💙💛

    • Thank you so much Cathie! Wow! I’m speechless!
      Can’t thank you enough for your encouragement and knowledge of Kintsukuroi – thank you. I truly do feel that it was a joint effort that brought the ‘Crying Jug’ back from the brink – aka the bin! All those heartfelt messages over on Instagram made the difference. The jug has a certain feel about her now – in both senses of the word; in fact she’s turned me into a bit of a jug hugger – only small gentle hugs mind! She’s so tactile and warm to the touch, but she also possesses something ‘other’ – a certain magick I guess. I promise I shall give her a wee hug from you too dear Cathie…XXXX

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