|The two Sunderland jugs I acquired at auction|
Notwithstanding what you call them, they are English and date to the 1820s or 1830s. They are of a type known as "Sunderland," taking their name from the coastal city of that name in northeast England, where they were made in potteries that disappeared long ago. Sunderland is better known as having once been the largest shipbuilding center in England, if not in all of Europe, and remained one of the world's shipbuilding powerhouses well in to the twentieth century. The city was heavily bombed during World War II, when much of its historic architecture was destroyed, and it entered into an unfortunate period of decline thereafter, from which it has never recovered. Sunderland's last shipyard closed its doors over thirty years ago, and today the city is one of the most economically challenged places in England. A sad fate, indeed.
|The larger of the two jugs, featuring a Sailor's Farewell|
But these jugs were made during Sunderland's heyday, and their decoration attests to the city's civic pride. Sunderland jugs are typically decorated with an exuberant "lustre" finish, most often in the pink color I am showing here. Also, they typically feature transfer-printed images of ships, sailors, and the iron bridge that once crossed the River Wear that runs through the city of Sunderland. Many have poems or sayings printed upon them. They were inexpensively produced, and their decoration is often rather crudely applied in a slapdash manner. They were made as vessels to carry water, ale, or cider.
|A detail of the jug's transfer-print decoration|
The maritime nature of much of the decoration of Sunderland jugs is attributable to the shipbuilding industries located in the city where they were made. In addition to their utilitarian fluid-carrying purposes, it is thought that they were also intended to be given as gifts by those engaged in or who celebrated the shipbuilding industries, including the sailors frequently depicted upon them.
|The jug, with a ruler to demonstrate its substantial scale|
Sunderland jugs were very popular in the early 1800s, and other potteries in other areas of England soon began copying them. Since only a very few of the pitchers were ever signed or labeled, it is nearly impossible to determine whether jugs that are all known today as "Sunderland" were actually made in the potteries there.
|The jug also features a transfer print of the|
Ancient Order of Foresters, presumably a nod
to a source of materials for shipbuilding
Sunderland jugs come in many sizes, ranging from the diminutive to the spectacular. I have seen tiny ones, and I have seen enormous ones, so large as to be unusable except as display pieces, which is what the largest jugs were intended for. Most Sunderland pitchers are sized to hold quantities of fluid ranging from a pint to a gallon, which is what you would expect, given what they were used for.
The jugs that I bought at auction are generously scaled, which is part of the reason that I found them appealing. The larger of the two stands 9¼ inches tall and holds well over a gallon of liquid. The smaller jug stands 7½ inches tall and holds more than half a gallon. That's a lot of beer.
|The smaller of the two jugs|
features a poem ending with "forget me not"
The jugs were in a sale of the contents of a country house decorated by Mark Hampton in the 1980s, in high English country house style. For those of us who appreciate such things, the sale was a treasure trove of English antiques and decorations, including a quantity of chintz-covered club chairs and sofas, exquisitely made by New York's best bespoke upholstery workshops. Prices realized at the sale were, in general, very reasonable, and hammer prices were well below what such goods would be sold for in a shop, particularly given their Mark Hampton provenance.
|Another view of the smaller jug, with a ruler|
to denote its scale
I have always liked Sunderland jugs, but I've never owned one before. I've not bought them until now because I've never been able to quite figure out what to do with them, and because our cupboards are already full to bursting. Also, the Sunderland jugs I've come across in shops and at shows on my journeys have usually been expensive enough to dissuade me from buying them, at least on impulse.
|The smaller jug features a transfer print of a|
handsome clipper ship
But the contents of the sale I attended were being hammered down at such attractive prices that I figured it didn't matter what I did with the jugs or where I put them if I could get them at as good a price as other things in the sale were going for leading up to their lot. At these prices, I figured, I would be a fool not to bid on them. So I raised my paddle when they came up for bid, and within a minute I was their proud owner at what I consider to be a most reasonable hammer price, for which I am most grateful.
Now, do you suppose I have begun yet another collection?
Photographs by Boy Fenwick