Kitsch: fabulously tacky excesses and desirably hideous objects
I was recently given a few kitchen items from my mil. I sew, therefore I craft, therefore I love hand made goodies of all kinds.....ahhhhhhhhh, no.
I can appreciate the skill involved in the making of said items. I can remember seeing stuff like this in my grandma's house. Oh gosh.....my someday grands will probably think the same thing about all my Trek.......
My newly acquired Kitsch:
A scrubby sunflower and grape bunch trivet
The back View
A close-up of the foil covered soda caps and the crochet.
Undeniably, there is some serious skill involved. It is, indeed, well made.
What do I do with my new kitsch? It is so not my style and with my teensy, tinsy kitchen, I have no display space at all.
Ahhhhhhh, I wonder how much kitsch I have made and given away thinking the giftee would just love it. LOL I guess my recent foray into redwork kitchen towels counts as kitsch.
Oh well, 50 years from now, someone will see them and go "wow! I love that kitchy kitchen stuff."
Long Live Kitsch!
wow!! using the flash really does make a difference. :-)