Cobalt Guild

20/01/2026

05/12/2025

and featured so lovingly at 📸

29/10/2025

26/06/2025

The leaves cling and grow paler, swing and grow paler
over the swirling waters of the river as if loath to let go, they are so cool, so drunk with the swirl of the wind and of the river

- from The Willow-Tree by William Carlos Williams

19/01/2025

Beyond all boundaries, at memory’s undoing—
As when the dreamer sees and after the dream
The passion endures, imprinted on his being

from Paradiso: Canto 33 by Dante Alighieri, translated by Robert Pinsky

07/01/2025

in winter

14/11/2024

I was ill, lying on my bed of old papers,
when you came with white rabbits in your arms;
and the doves scattered upwards, flying to mothers,
and the snails sighed under their baggage of stone . . .

Now your tongue grows like celery between us:
Because of our love-cries, cabbage darkens in its nest;
the cauliflower thinks of her pale, plump children
and turns greenish-white in a light like the ocean’s.

I was sick, fainting in the smell of teabags,
when you came with tomatoes, a good poetry.
I am being wooed. I am being conquered
by a cliff of limestone that leaves chalk on my breasts.

Rita Dove, “The Secret Garden”

blue and white porcelains, famille style porcelains, all sourced by Bo Jia of Middle Kingdom exclusively for Cobalt Guild

22/07/2024

rounding up the round jars in all sizes and colors🤩

02/05/2024

Longhu Mountain, Yintan, China

26/03/2024

One must have a mind of spring
to regard the cherry tree burdened
with blossom;

and have been warm for days
to behold the boughs of the redbud
prickly with color in the glint

of the April sun; and not to think
of any cruelty in the difficult birthing
of so many leaves, to feel only pure

elation at the sound of the undulant breeze
which is the sound of every garden
with a breeze blowing among its flowers,

the sound the listener hears, watching the buds
which were not quite here a week ago
pushing up from oblivion now.

- The Maypole - , after