
Fair warning,
what follows is a concise (?) rambling account of a recent experience with a
fellow collector that falls short in its telling compared to, say, Shakespeare
but I will do my best to be as impartial as is possible also bearing in mind
that right or wrong can reside somewhere in the middle. Less than a year ago, I
started receiving messages from a beginning collector of Japanese pottery
asking about different potters, signatures, the issues of fakes and other
common issues. Over time the relationship became what I refer to as one of
“internet friends”, we would share links, talk about recent acquisitions and
best of all, we agreed to not compete against each other which worked quite
well on both ends. Along with this “sharing is caring”, I sent along links of
more than several pots that I was watching and waiting, well hoping would come
down in price. Among these, this fellow collector decided to buy several of
these pieces and to be fair, my thought process was, well, he was willing to
pony up and spend the money at a time when I was not, best someone got the
piece(s). Fast forward to recently when a pot I have
been watching and this collector was aware of that fact (as I had originally sent him the link) for several months, finally
went down in price but was on sale for only an additional 40 minutes. I
contacted the other collector and told him I was going to purchase the pot
unless I heard back to the contrary, he was online as I messaged him. Not
hearing anything, we decided to go ahead and made the purchase and again
informed the other collector, we had made the purchase, no subterfuge, we
wanted to be above board. At this point, somehow cast as Othello’s Iago, the
collector came back and used some choice language and finished his final
message with, “I hope it arrives damaged”.
Over the years I have certainly had a few dust-ups with fellow
collectors over specific pieces, most were forgotten after the heat of the
moment and of course, some were not. Collecting is fiercely personal,
presumably driven by passion and to quite an extent, obsession but in all my
years of collecting I have never had a fellow collector wish a pot arrive
damaged*. Again, not painting myself as innocent in this tragic affair but the
final statement and gesture really do have me wondering, how can someone really
care or be passionate about an object and hope for its untimely demise, in my
book, that is misguided at best and certainly more likely an unacceptable attitude
of anyone who honestly values the hand made. (*As a post-script, I should
mention the pot which caused this angst arrived, safe and sound, well packed
and complete with a 20% off international shipping coupon, thank you very
much.)
Not to be confused with the
pot in the ramble you may or not have made it through, here is a very cool blue
heki-yu guinomi by Kimura Yoshiro with a flock of birds design making their way
around the piece. The rich black decoration is just perfect against the deep,
azure sea blue where the animated, whimsical nature of the piece would
certainly add to the experience of use. Perfect blend of the old and the new and
honestly, just a fun piece all around.