This is my favorite step in the glazing process. I become so absorbed in the work that it feels as if have I shrunk down to a tiny archaeologist unearthing lost information in the stratum. Excavating abandoned networks of streets and forums left behind by other equally tiny villagers. The forgotten characters (i.e. the cup’s spark of life) are rejuvenated by the dark baptism and born again more defined as a result of the residue left in the burrs of the ancient, esoteric inscription.
If anyone has taken an intaglio class or knows about the process—the concepts are very similar. Instead of metal and ink—its clay and oxides.
At this point they will then have a thin coat of clear glaze to protect their detail.