As a kid/young teen, I had three pipe dreams. 1. To be a catcher on the NY Mets. 2. To be a professional ballet dancer. 3. To be a glassblower. I knew pretty early on (like, before I was 9) that due to a number of physiological issues, Number 1 was never going to happen. […]
Rose-colored Glass, Cracked – Part 3
(If you haven’t read the two posts leading up to this one, you can do so here and here. If you don’t feel like doing it, here’s the summary: At the age of 42, I got ready to take a week-long intensive glassblowing class at the Pittsburgh Glass Center after having studied and loved glassblowing since I […]