Thursday, 24 November 2011

The Melting Mug


After seeing the MJ mug I made for Vic, my mum asked me to paint a mug for her friend's birthday. She sent me a few pictures of said friend and I spent an ENTIRE day trying to get her face right. Once I was satisfied I thought it would make sense to put gloss over the top, which, to my horror, caused the paint to melt. This was my first time using porcelain paints so I hadn't really perfected an kind of technique but that did not stop me from taking the outcome quite badly. I felt like I couldn't possibly go on but the desperation I felt probably had something to do with the fact I'd been feeling poorly all day and could have spent my hours in bed instead of slaving over what would end up destroyed! After taking a week to recover from all the dramatics I started from scratch and managed to avoid disaster.



The giftee in question arranges fire walks and my mum requested that I include the quote, "A woman is like a teabag, you never know how strong she is until she's in hot water" so I put some lovely flames down the handle and decided to paint her sat in a pot of boiling water because there is nothing that brings me more joy in life than being literal (for evidence of this please take me to a night club, listen to the lyrics of the song being played and watch the dance moves that seep from my body.)

The original actually looked more like her (pre-melting) than the second one but let's not nitpick!

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