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  1. #21
    Quote Originally Posted by LeeC View Post
    Wow Firemajic, I'm blown away (no pun intended).


    I've seen and watched some glassblower's work both in Europe and the States, but their creations were, like Jen mentioned, in the decorative arts realm. Then in 2013 the wife drug me down to the Boston Museum of Fine Arts to see the Chihuly Exhibit "Through the Looking Glass" and I was amazed by the fine arts realm of such work.


    From the images TK put up, it looks like your work is on a par


    And thank you TK.

    Thank you jen.. most of the Hot Heads I know make beads... but I love to make things that are different..

    Lee... Chihuly ROCKS!!!! Thanks!
    She lost herself in the trees,
    among the ever-changing leaves.
    She wept beneath the wild sky
    as stars told stories of ancient times.
    The flowers grew toward her light,
    the river called her name at night.
    She could not live an ordinary life,
    with the mysteries of the universe
    hidden in her eyes....
    Author: Christy Ann Martine

    Death leaves a heartache no one can heal,
    love leaves a memory no one can steal....
    Author unknown.

  2. #22
    Quote Originally Posted by am_hammy View Post
    Lovely pieces! Thanks for sharing these TK!

    I love glass stuff. Julia, please make a thread and post your wonderful things, or let us post them for you =p

    Thank you hammy.. I am glad you enjoyed! TKent did a wonderful job with the pictures.
    I will try to post more pictures, but they won't look like hers..lol..
    She lost herself in the trees,
    among the ever-changing leaves.
    She wept beneath the wild sky
    as stars told stories of ancient times.
    The flowers grew toward her light,
    the river called her name at night.
    She could not live an ordinary life,
    with the mysteries of the universe
    hidden in her eyes....
    Author: Christy Ann Martine

    Death leaves a heartache no one can heal,
    love leaves a memory no one can steal....
    Author unknown.

  3. #23
    Quote Originally Posted by musichal View Post
    Those look gorgeous, but I can't help wondering about the size. Nothing in the images to show scale, so... approximate dimensions? (I'm not criticizing the pictures; image quality, background and lighting are superb to my inexperienced eye.)

    Well... They are not small.. The leaf on the acorn is the size of the palm of my hand...the acorn is probably at least 3 inches... Thanks..

    Sonata... I hate to dust.. Glass is a lot of work to keep clean soooo... I don't keep a lot out... lol... Thanks!

    Plur.. Thank you!
    She lost herself in the trees,
    among the ever-changing leaves.
    She wept beneath the wild sky
    as stars told stories of ancient times.
    The flowers grew toward her light,
    the river called her name at night.
    She could not live an ordinary life,
    with the mysteries of the universe
    hidden in her eyes....
    Author: Christy Ann Martine

    Death leaves a heartache no one can heal,
    love leaves a memory no one can steal....
    Author unknown.

  4. #24
    not what I was expecting at all...I was expecting big bold pieces but here I see delicate..almost jewellery like pieces of exquisite detail and amazing natural colours...wonderfull
    The only one who can heal you is you.




  5. #25
    Thanks Escorial! I mixed the colors myself.. I start with a clear 15mm rod and add my own colors.. I am glad you enjoyed...
    She lost herself in the trees,
    among the ever-changing leaves.
    She wept beneath the wild sky
    as stars told stories of ancient times.
    The flowers grew toward her light,
    the river called her name at night.
    She could not live an ordinary life,
    with the mysteries of the universe
    hidden in her eyes....
    Author: Christy Ann Martine

    Death leaves a heartache no one can heal,
    love leaves a memory no one can steal....
    Author unknown.

  6. #26
    Hey Musichal,

    The acorn is about 4 inches tall and 4 inches wide at its widest. The flower is maybe 3 inches tall at it's height and 4 to 4.5 inches wide. They are both gorgeous. I wish I had some glass shelves to put them on with recessed lighting. That would be AWESOME. I'll have to figure out how to make that happen.

    Quote Originally Posted by musichal View Post
    Those look gorgeous, but I can't help wondering about the size. Nothing in the images to show scale, so... approximate dimensions? (I'm not criticizing the pictures; image quality, background and lighting are superb to my inexperienced eye.)


  7. #27
    Wow, how beautiful...clever Jul!

  8. #28
    Fabulous Abby... lol.. I am honored that you think I am clever...Thank you!
    She lost herself in the trees,
    among the ever-changing leaves.
    She wept beneath the wild sky
    as stars told stories of ancient times.
    The flowers grew toward her light,
    the river called her name at night.
    She could not live an ordinary life,
    with the mysteries of the universe
    hidden in her eyes....
    Author: Christy Ann Martine

    Death leaves a heartache no one can heal,
    love leaves a memory no one can steal....
    Author unknown.

  9. #29
    Those really are beautiful, Jul. I can't imagine the skill and patience that it must take to do something like that, but if anybody has proven themselves to have a ton of both of those qualities, it's you. Excellent work!

  10. #30
    Quote Originally Posted by joshybo View Post
    Those really are beautiful, Jul. I can't imagine the skill and patience that it must take to do something like that, but if anybody has proven themselves to have a ton of both of those qualities, it's you. Excellent work!

    LOL... Joshy.. Patience... right...lots... Thank you for your lovely comments... *hugs*.... jul
    She lost herself in the trees,
    among the ever-changing leaves.
    She wept beneath the wild sky
    as stars told stories of ancient times.
    The flowers grew toward her light,
    the river called her name at night.
    She could not live an ordinary life,
    with the mysteries of the universe
    hidden in her eyes....
    Author: Christy Ann Martine

    Death leaves a heartache no one can heal,
    love leaves a memory no one can steal....
    Author unknown.

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