it is so easy not to think about it, despite being surrounded by it on a daily basis. drinking from it, protected from the elements by it, watching the world whiz by behind it…glass is remarkable. that said, so is my stained glass making class.

bent over a dusty table, glass cutter poised over a compromised amber colored piece, my thoughts are only about glass. later, behind the grinder, tiny glass fragments bouncing off my face, and my focus is on the wonder of tiny diamonds and water smoothing my cutting imperfections.

for 2 1/2 hours nothing else is important. i like that.

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1 Comment on glass

  1. Harbeer S says:

    I'm sorry, what were you saying? You lost me at "bent over a dusty table."

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