Slip Brushes in Wild Fiber, Set of 4 | H+F POTTERY TOOLS for JUSTIN HOFFMAN
Slip Brushes in Wild Fiber, Set of 4 | H+F POTTERY TOOLS for JUSTIN HOFFMAN
This is the second half of payment for a custom product for Justin Hoffman.
A set of 4 Slip Brushes of several shapes, made from wild fibers + broomcorn. To source materials for these slip brushes, Sage organically grew in a small patch of broomcorn in her garden and gathered wild fibers from around her home. Tied with natural hemp cord. These are all intended as dual-ended mark making tools. The splayed ends work more intuitively as a brush, while the more tightly bound ends are perfect for scratching, stippling, and general etching.
100% natural broomcorn or wild fibers + hemp
Washing not recommended. Wipe off excess slip and allow to dry. Trim ends as necessary to maintain brush shape.
These brushes are fully bio-degradable. As with any brush made of natural materials, these will eventually wear out with use, and can be safely tossed into compost or used as fire starter.
Disclaimer: If ordering from outside of Oregon, please become familiar with your area’s customs policies for importing products with wild, natural, or foraged materials (wild fibers + grasses) before ordering. By purchasing this item you are acknowledging that Hand + Fire, Sage Cortez is not responsible for lost and/or denied parcels due to customs requirements. For further information see FAQs + Policy.
Grown, gathered + made by Sage Cortez
Here’s the story behind Sage’s first year growing broomcorn:
”I spent hours digging up a plot of yard to plant my laughably pricy seeds, which had taken no less than two weeks to arrive at my door once I placed the order. It had just begun to rain when I finished tossing out the last stone to line the plot around my freshly mounded rows, when tiny-puppy Cedar came sprinting from the gate. She ran, butt-tucked and excited, straight at my seed packet. And before I could spring to her, she had them all in her mouth, instantaneously scattering the little, red, furry seeds throughout the yard. I hollered, “Noooooo!” into the rain like a death scene from a bad movie. I’m sure I looked ridiculous.
I know I did.
I got on my hands and knees, crawling across the ground, splitting apart the grass in search of each individual seed I could find. Mosquitos bit my back, my hair dripped rain, I laughed at myself, and I got the damn seeds planted.
The season was strange. Too wet. Nothing really happened for months. But I waited. Then, finally I had some growth and was hopeful I’d get at least one broom’s worth of plant. Fine for my first attempt in a strange growing year.
Hundreds of baseball-sized hail stones, a tornado, and catching Covid later…
Haha, fine. I get it. With the help of Ashlin, I salvaged anything I could, plucked my handful of stalks and few cucumbers, and called it a season.
So here they are. A batch of Cedar-salvaged, tornado-surviving, scraggly broomcorn slip brushes, for applying and etching slip on pottery.”