Oh my dear blog, how I have neglected you! I have been preoccupied and occupied both enough to not take the time to write & record. All apologies and at the same time, no apologies. So after this little impromptu break you would think I would come back with something fabulous to say. But no. I am just going to show you the gift of vegetables I received from my grandmother's, caretaker's garden in the new bowl I purchased at the summer glass sale, here. The sale is twice yearly at his studio and he sells off all last years work, along with insanely inexpensive seconds [pieces that have a little tiny bubble or some "imperfection" that is barely noticable to anyone but the artist].
His studio is incredible. Seriously. And he lives on site with his wife and child in an aluminum trailer. Glass blowing tends to be a real macho art and what is cool about this artist is that he takes a lot of female apprentices without any preferential treatment. It is quite rare in this field. If you have never had the honour of watching glass being blown, please find a studio demonstration near you to witness.
Yes, my friends, veggies in a bowl. And now back to my occupations and preoccupations.