The Little Shop of Horrors

Nestled between ominous shadows, the Shop of Horrors beckoned with a sinister invitation. Inside, Venus fly traps with jagged teeth lined shelves, their hungry mouths snapping at unsuspecting patrons. Mr. Grimshaw, the eccentric proprietor, cackled amidst carnivorous flora. The shop thrived on fear, and customers tiptoed past toothy temptations. Each purchase came with a spine-chilling guarantee. The doorbell chimed ominously, and thrill-seekers left, bags clutched tightly. Rumors of midnight whispers and leafy conspiracies circulated. The Shop of Horrors, where botanical nightmares entwined with commerce, stood as a chilling testament to the audacious souls who dared to embrace the macabre.

This piece comes to life through the combination of translucent white porcelain and the carving technique of sgraffito. First, the porcelain is shaped on a pottery wheel, providing it with its fundamental form. Following this, a rich layer of black paint is applied, serving as a canvas. I carve through the black paint, gradually exposing the translucent porcelain beneath, creating a captivating design that merges traditional craftsmanship with macabre artistry.

20 oz