The cool side of the shared tray.
By this point I was fully aware of the back story of the porcelain factory in southern Germany that was confiscated by the Third Reich, who sent its jewish owners and workers to work camps, where they perished. In 1944 the Third Reich began construction of a new work camp beside the porcelain factory in the 1200 person village of Poschetzau, to reduce the overcrowding in their existing camps.
The drawing of the sugar bowl is as fine and crisp as I could make it, in honour of those people who lived, and died, who fired and gilded beautiful porcelain, while the world permanently changed all around them. The one food stamp I could find with Canada on it is included in the piece, because somehow this coffee set made it from there and then across the Atlantic ocean and into my paintings in Canada.
What was Poschetzau, Germany when my coffee set was made is now called Bocziany, Czech Republic. The factory was demolished.