🙂 In the midst of organizing my glass workshop, I gather the beautiful sheets closer to me. It’s too cold in the garage for their delicate nature — they are hard & brittle so they don’t break nicely along my score line.
Thus a change in plans — I am moving the glass inside the house for cutting. I really don’t mind because now I see it more often. And then, I can understand each sheet better — see interesting areas to focus on for individual pieces to come.
I simply couldn’t resist — I picked up the lovely blue beauty above simply because I liked it on my latest trip to Glass-Smith & Co. I’d actually gone to pick up this light blue [right] for the cabinet doors on the entertainment centre. It reminds me of the ocean’s flowing waves & the sunlight trying to reach its dark depth.
But now it’s starting to add up to a few sheets of glass — with a couple smaller pieces thrown in to complicate matters.
In the house, I don’t have a nice holder for these sheets like out in the garage. Temporarily, with cardboard in between, they’re leaning against the hardly-used front door beside my desk — definitely not the prettiest of solutions.
I’m afraid the dogs will bang or knock them if I don’t hide them away a little bit. But where? This seems the best for now.
I’m hoping to pick up a cutting grid system today, then can remove the tablecloth & start cutting on the kitchen wood table tonight. The grid system has little pockets that catch glass chips that are a factor of life when cutting glass. Since I have dogs & a cat, I definitely don’t want any chips in their paws!
Once I’ve cut a few pieces, the sheets will be smaller. I have a few cardboard boxes for these & plastic organizers to help with even smaller pieces. Then I can bring in the other colours I’m itching to be near — like the gorgeous red with yellow streaks [left] & the yellow with white & a touch of green [right].
Yes, it is an addiction. I caress the glass when I pick it out. I caress it when I get it home. I caress the sheet as it’s changed forever into much smaller pieces. I caress each piece as it joins others. I caress the beautiful masterpiece when it is whole.
There are way worse things to be addicted to. I’m simply very appreciative that I have these beautiful sheets of glass to work with.