Woodfired Dogwood Mug 12oz
Dogwoods bloom across the surface of this handmade, woodfired mug. The piece was made on the pottery wheel by Rob and then given to Jess to illustrate. The dogwoods speak of the wild and natural beauty of the south, blooming in the understory where other flowers and trees struggle to thrive. It is a metaphor for strength and resilience in the face of the impossible.
The interior glaze is a soft, sage green, reminding us of foliage, and the exterior is alive with the toasty colors of wood firing, created by the path of flame and ash in the kiln.
All pieces are made by hand, and have the traces of being touched and formed on them - sometimes that’s asoft unevenness, or gently waving rim, or the fingerprint of the artist in the clay, or being able to see where drawings made directly on the surface started and stopped. We hope you’ll prize the “imperfections” that make them truly human like we do.
Dogwoods bloom across the surface of this handmade, woodfired mug. The piece was made on the pottery wheel by Rob and then given to Jess to illustrate. The dogwoods speak of the wild and natural beauty of the south, blooming in the understory where other flowers and trees struggle to thrive. It is a metaphor for strength and resilience in the face of the impossible.
The interior glaze is a soft, sage green, reminding us of foliage, and the exterior is alive with the toasty colors of wood firing, created by the path of flame and ash in the kiln.
All pieces are made by hand, and have the traces of being touched and formed on them - sometimes that’s asoft unevenness, or gently waving rim, or the fingerprint of the artist in the clay, or being able to see where drawings made directly on the surface started and stopped. We hope you’ll prize the “imperfections” that make them truly human like we do.
Dogwoods bloom across the surface of this handmade, woodfired mug. The piece was made on the pottery wheel by Rob and then given to Jess to illustrate. The dogwoods speak of the wild and natural beauty of the south, blooming in the understory where other flowers and trees struggle to thrive. It is a metaphor for strength and resilience in the face of the impossible.
The interior glaze is a soft, sage green, reminding us of foliage, and the exterior is alive with the toasty colors of wood firing, created by the path of flame and ash in the kiln.
All pieces are made by hand, and have the traces of being touched and formed on them - sometimes that’s asoft unevenness, or gently waving rim, or the fingerprint of the artist in the clay, or being able to see where drawings made directly on the surface started and stopped. We hope you’ll prize the “imperfections” that make them truly human like we do.
