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Homecoming Travel Cup No. 7 of 7 | Soda Fired
A travel cup thrown to move and made for the hands that already know where to go.
The rim curves inward over the top of the opening, all the way around, keeping your drink secure as you carry it without needing a lid.
It fits standard cup holders, sits steady in your hand where it was held when the clay was soft, and travels with you the way a good companion does.
The hand-altered waist knows exactly how you’ll pick this up. Your thumb finds the indent. Your palm settles into the curve. And the opening meets your lip right where it should. The body then narrows where your hand wraps it naturally; finally a cup that holds you back and doubles as a grip! It’s the difference between holding a cup and holding your cup.
This one is from my Soda Fired Fall Collection, and the outside isn’t covered in glaze like most pottery. Before the firing, I dip my hands in flashing slip, a thin layer of liquid clay, and hold the cup right at the alteration point, leaving my handprint behind. Then, during the firing, soda ash is sprayed into the hot kiln, turns into vapor, and becomes glaze wherever it lands. The golden bronze you see is the brown stoneware, the slip, and the soda all reacting to each other, so the handprint comes out differently every time. The inside is glazed by pouring glaze in and pouring it right back out. Flip it over and you’ll find little circles on the bottom from the wadding it sat on in the kiln, where the raw clay stayed bare.
If you want to know what soda firing looks like at its fullest, this is the one. Out of the whole batch, this travel cup caught the most soda, and it shows everywhere. The body looks like a s’more pulled right off the campfire: toasty golden brown where the flame kissed it, deeper burnt-ember streaks running down the sides, and a frosting of smoky blue-gray ash wherever the soda settled thickest. It’s glossy and pebbly all over with that orange peel texture, and every side tells a different part of the story. Underneath it all is the Tile #6 flashing slip, softened by the soda into warm glowing patches around the waist where my fingers held it. Up top, the curved rim is glazed in a snowy white, with blushes of pink where the soda drifted across it, like a toasted marshmallow. Look inside and it opens into a deep berry red.
About 4 to 4.5 inches tall and holds 8 to 10 ounces. Every piece is one of one, so the one in the photos is the one you’ll get.
Want a matching set? Each tumbler came out of the same soda firing, so they all share that golden bronze glow but carry their own handprints. Find its sisters in Travel Cups and mix and match your favorites.
A travel cup thrown to move and made for the hands that already know where to go.
The rim curves inward over the top of the opening, all the way around, keeping your drink secure as you carry it without needing a lid.
It fits standard cup holders, sits steady in your hand where it was held when the clay was soft, and travels with you the way a good companion does.
The hand-altered waist knows exactly how you’ll pick this up. Your thumb finds the indent. Your palm settles into the curve. And the opening meets your lip right where it should. The body then narrows where your hand wraps it naturally; finally a cup that holds you back and doubles as a grip! It’s the difference between holding a cup and holding your cup.
This one is from my Soda Fired Fall Collection, and the outside isn’t covered in glaze like most pottery. Before the firing, I dip my hands in flashing slip, a thin layer of liquid clay, and hold the cup right at the alteration point, leaving my handprint behind. Then, during the firing, soda ash is sprayed into the hot kiln, turns into vapor, and becomes glaze wherever it lands. The golden bronze you see is the brown stoneware, the slip, and the soda all reacting to each other, so the handprint comes out differently every time. The inside is glazed by pouring glaze in and pouring it right back out. Flip it over and you’ll find little circles on the bottom from the wadding it sat on in the kiln, where the raw clay stayed bare.
If you want to know what soda firing looks like at its fullest, this is the one. Out of the whole batch, this travel cup caught the most soda, and it shows everywhere. The body looks like a s’more pulled right off the campfire: toasty golden brown where the flame kissed it, deeper burnt-ember streaks running down the sides, and a frosting of smoky blue-gray ash wherever the soda settled thickest. It’s glossy and pebbly all over with that orange peel texture, and every side tells a different part of the story. Underneath it all is the Tile #6 flashing slip, softened by the soda into warm glowing patches around the waist where my fingers held it. Up top, the curved rim is glazed in a snowy white, with blushes of pink where the soda drifted across it, like a toasted marshmallow. Look inside and it opens into a deep berry red.
About 4 to 4.5 inches tall and holds 8 to 10 ounces. Every piece is one of one, so the one in the photos is the one you’ll get.
Want a matching set? Each tumbler came out of the same soda firing, so they all share that golden bronze glow but carry their own handprints. Find its sisters in Travel Cups and mix and match your favorites.
