Over twenty years ago, I bought this enamel bucket to boil wax out of fabric or for heating water for color remover. I found it at Rice's Flea Market in Solebury, PA. and it was a steal!
It started to show some wear in the enamel at the bottom a couple years ago. Then it got worse when I made the mistake of putting a pot outside to cool the water quicker.
I didn't anticipate the shock that the hot temperatures going into the colder outdoor temperatures would cause. That mistake caused the bottom to become warped slightly, and the pot no longer sat perfectly flat on the floor. Then the enamel began to wear even quicker.
I like that the rust spot sort of (if you use your imagination) looks like a heart. It makes me think it's reflecting all the love I pour into my artwork, and expressing back a thank you of sorts from my old friend and partner in dye-crime.
It's tempting to drill holes in the bottom and plant flowers in it for spring -- if it would ever get here!
Last week it warmed up a lot, snow was melting, people were in shorts and driving with the car tops down...but this morning it's only 10 degrees again, so spring is taking it's time it seems.
Happy Retirement Old Friend!
Did not take a photo of them. It's hard not to be mad at a pair of gloves that all of a sudden aren't doing their job. I had a dark blue-grey on my fingers when they seemed to spring several leaks all at once. What a mess!
Anyway, here's a shot of the brand-spanking new ones waiting to go into their first dye bath.
Here's hoping they live just as long, and help me make lots of beautiful new work!