Thar She Blows!

Glass blowing, that is. And it's now April. Or was April. I'm still behind.

I've always been fascinated with glass blowing. Not sure why. I found myself a nice little studio in central Phoenix. They generally teach classes one night a week for 6 or 8 weeks. But, that's hard for me to commit to. So after some coaxing, I talk them into doing two full days, a Saturday and Sunday. Um, dumb move. Little did I know.

There's not a whole lot to say about this experience, except it was hot, and tiring, and wonderful. My instructor was a work horse. After starting at 9am and working until 1pm, I finally had to ask if I could break for lunch. And ten minutes in, he was in the corner tapping his foot with impatience. It was time to start again.

I hit a wall around 3pm on the first day. I was hot, tired, my back hurt. But he kept pushing. And I actually came back the next day. I was lucky enough to have a very flirty and attentive worker there at the shop, who helped me get through my tired and cranky phases. And who has turned into a great friend.

Two full days was probably a bit much, but all in all, I think I did great. I made a couple of vases, a bowl or two, a couple of paper weights and many flowers, some of which is showcased in the photo below. It's hard work and frustrating, but I think I'll try it again in the near future!