So this little guy was a really early piece that when it was fired, the dry glaze wasn't as dry as I supposed and it ran and attached to another something. But I liked it so I made it become part of the interest of the object by drawing attention to the movement and flow on effect of the obvious "mistake" with a hot glue drool. Then to give the pirec the right space from the top of the table a rested it on a brick and I love it ever since.
The nails were an experiment just to see how they would look with glaze colours and temperatures, but the feature let's the ragged surface make since, adding to the gritty, ironically-happy coloured piece.
The name was initially simply to help me tell this piece apart from the next, but the colours do remind me of the trip I took to Mexico. There the buildings were painted in bright colours but also neglected and worn. Some people lived with mattress walls for a shanty house, but they always smiled. The yellows I used remind me of the searing sunlight and the purples of vibrant colours that give hope to the community.
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