Vintage Turkish plates

They carry whispers of time, these weathered beauties born under Anatolian skies. Each plate—an ode to imperfection, a keeper of stories told in color and clay. Eight decades they have wandered, gathering soul in every crack and curve, until now, when they seek a new chapter, a new pair of hands to hold them.

No two are alike. Patterns bloom like forgotten gardens, faded yet fierce, etched by the slow dance of years. They do not strive for symmetry; they revel in their individuality, as all ancient things do.

Sizes drift as freely as their spirit—

Plate 1–4 rests at about 20 cm in diameter, rising 5.5 cm like a soft horizon.

Plates 5–6 are near 19 cm wide, with a proud 6 cm lift

Plates 7–8, the smallest nomads, circle at 18 cm, standing 6 cm tall.

They are vessels for nourishment, yes—but also for poetry, for ritual, for the quiet art of living beautifully.