“The tinkle of glass, the smell of the hot kiln, the transparency, the process”
The sound of the diamond tip drawing shapes on the glass is with me in the workshop everyday.
Glass is so hard and fragile at the same time. These opposing qualities still strike me.
But I know its possibilities, its limits, its mechanisms as I know my own breathing.
I always become excited at the same stage, in the magical moment when the glass melts as if by magic.