Exeter Remains. (1st Draft)

Engraved into the smooth blue porcelain of the Devon blue ware, is the saying “Like the blue of Devon I’m from heaven” the jug sits comfortably on the shelf as the heirloom gathers dust. The blue of Devon jugs that have been collected and compiled together and have a range of different sayings on some of them and others none. But the one stating “like the blue of Devon I’m from heaven” stands out the most as it is unique and unlike any of the other sayings that crowd around it. The tactile object holds its place as a nostalgic object of my families past. As I sit and imagine how it would have been like back in England actually using these items like the milk jug that is so precious to us now as it is no longer filled with milk but rather the memories and the significance that it is filled to the brim with. The contrast between both the blue and the crème colour that makes the writing stand out on the porcelain and the numerous jugs become an icon that sits in my mother’s glass cabinet that is accompanied by many other things that are priceless possessions that commerates and exhibits  our migration from Exeter all the way to New Zealand.

Slumped beside one of the jugs is a tattered and dust gathering sailor doll once presented to my mother  as she made her voyage from England to New Zealand by boat. The colours faded it has obviously had better days, yet it still has the same smiling face that gleams at you and captures your heart in a glance. The sailor costume threadbare and fraying at some parts has gotten the worst being dragged around and tossed into copious amounts of scenarios that are soon to be forgotten. That only the 50’s style doll could handle, because the things that were made and created in that decade were meant to last another few decades.