African American Pancake Pushers

In previous posts, back in March, I tried to come to grips with my responses to the sets of shakers in my collection that depict Native North Americans.  I began by saying of one pair that “It’s that rendering of the toxic as perfectly harmless that most fascinates me about them.”  Later, I described aContinue reading “African American Pancake Pushers”

Dog and . . . What?

As I was suggesting in my last post, the range of possible go-withs for any specific shaker is as large as the linguistic ingenuity and/or cultural repertoire of its manufacturer.  Consider dogs: We are already familiar with the territory-marking little fellow on the left, happily claiming ownership of the somewhat damaged fellow on the right (noteContinue reading “Dog and . . . What?”

More on the Tyranny of Pairs

I’ve been thinking further about the tyranny of pairs in the world of shaker sets, which I discussed in my last post. It has occurred to me now that it’s the implied connection of the two disparate things in a pair that is, often, the source of the comedy or even the cuteness. A dogContinue reading “More on the Tyranny of Pairs”

The Tyranny of Pairs

Out on the street, you can find, as well as street signs, the occasional fire hydrant:And along with a fire hydrant, you will usually find . . . ?  A fireman, perhaps?  No.  A group of children getting a free drink on a hot summer day?  No.  What a fire hydrant goes with, of course,Continue reading “The Tyranny of Pairs”

Taking It to the Streets

We continue the go-with chain with what appears to be another pugnacious guy, all ready to return the blow being struck by the enraged data-entry fellow of the last post: But why, you might ask, if he has his dukes up and is all ready to fight, is he sitting on the ground?  The answerContinue reading “Taking It to the Streets”

Miniaturized Workplace Rage

This is a bit of a cheat, maybe.  The typewriter on a desk, I now declare, goes with . . . a computer terminal: Well, it has a keyboard, right?  And it’s sort of like a desk.  You sit at it while working, right?   Or at least, you used to do so, in an earlierContinue reading “Miniaturized Workplace Rage”

Two Seated Ladies

A seated woman sits down for a chat with another seated woman:The newcomer is a much more business-like looking woman.  She has a crisp white collar, and no flowers, no puppy, no gardening hat.  Is she, perhaps, a therapist of some sort, trying to assist our old friend with whatever horror it is that hasContinue reading “Two Seated Ladies”

Precious in Pink

First, this time, we have a woman sitting beside a woman sitting: Each of the two ladies has a pet, one cat and one dog; and each holds something in her two hands: the cat, and I think (although it’s depicted quite vaguely), a bouquet of flowers.  This new sitting lady is so exceedingly and delicatelyContinue reading “Precious in Pink”

One More Link in the Chain

Last time around, I looked at an old woman who was in a relationship with an old man.  The old man now goes with, of course, another old man: This one is sitting on a rocking chair, apparently asleep, and with an animal, probably a dog even though it has owl-like eyes, asleep on top ofContinue reading “One More Link in the Chain”

Once More for Old Times Sake

The chain of go-withs continues.  First an egg with a goose, then a goose with an old lady, and now, an old lady with . . what? One old lady–no, let us say one mature lady–goes, first of all, with another mature lady:And then, one mature lady clearly goes with a mature gentleman.  Well, ifContinue reading “Once More for Old Times Sake”