After months of work, here it is. This is the half-scale (1:24) cottage of Esmeralda Weatherwax, who lives in Bad Ass, Lancre in the Ramtops on Terry Pratchett's beautiful and quirky Discworld.
I made the cottage from scratch, including LED lighting, which cannot really be seen on the pictures - it has to be seen to be fully appreciated. The house itself has foamcore coards as its base to make it a bit more lightweight than the first cottage I made. Materials used include air dry clay, New Forest wood (of course old wood I picked from the ground), fabric, balsa and basswood, polymer clay, different kinds of paints and dyes, ... I don't really remember all of it. I made almost all of the things you see from scratch too, except the spoon, plates, tray, the goblets, the chamber pot and the glass bowl. It took me an estimated 100 hours and cost me about £50 in materials.
There are a lot of references to the books hidden in the cottage. I haven't read all of the discworld novels yet so the cottage is in the state in which it was roughly after Maskerade:
There's obviously Granny herself in her black velvet dress, her boots and hat nearby. Her privy is outside and her rocking chair in front of the chimney. I put a beer for Nanny in the kitchen, who might have been visiting. Granny is currently borrowing her bees, holding her sign, her blue eyes wide open. There are also a couple of bats hanging from her beams that she borrows on other occasions. The beehives in her garden are empty. There is a little box holding her love letters from a very young Ridcully. There is her mother's clock on her table which she keeps for the ticking and her coat nearby, which is now lined with a dark red fabric and may be her only non-blkack piece of clothing. One of the horseshoes made for the unicorn from her molten silver is hanging above her bed. Downstairs, the table is set for the next coven meeting. Magrat brought her famous bat scones and Granny put out a very large spoon for the sugar which she will need after borrowing. The family of mice which she threw out of her dresser moved into the cupboard under the stairs. In fron of the hearth is the rug on which the eagle rested, it left one feather. Her broomstick, which she "borrowed" from Hilta is leaning against the wall, there is her iron poker next to the rocking chair.
It was a really fun project and it's almost a bit sad to give it away now but many of you will know the feeling: you just can't keep everything.