ABSOLUTELY FIRED UP.
I love when I dream about blowing glass. The studio smells of bees wax and of sparking wooden tools, the heat blisters and the music you hardly hear. Molten glass, blasts of fire…Romanticizing glass is the easiest, working with glass is the greatest, and dreaming it is the sweetest. Your first gather won’t be your last, and your last will be the beginning of another smooth journey over the marver.
Photos of the stages my current painting has gone through.
Heights series…A couple photos I took yesterday.
Thanks Abby for letting me wrap you up and drizzle paint on you.

A photo from the “Eraser in Nature” series I shot today…I’m really itchy now.
Two more photograms (beaded medicine necklace, and peeps), it’s starting to freak me out how much time I spend in the darkroom…
I’m not sure if I like them or not, but I had a great time setting up.