#glass-blowing

[lindahall]

Leopold Blaschka – Scientist of the Day

Leopold Blaschka, a Bohemian glassblower, was born May 27, 1822. In the 1860s, responding to an invitation from a German museum, he began crafting...

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[gaypapercuts]

[ID: Two photos of several handmade glass objects: two paperweights, two bowls, two cups, and one flower. One picture is taken from the side while the other was taken from above. End ID] Some of my favorite things that I made in my glass-blowing class! 

[lindahall]

Leopold Blaschka – Scientist of the Day

Leopold Blaschka, a Bohemian glass blower, died July 3, 1895, at the age of 72. 

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[dreamsyntax1]

Medieval Glassblowers Workshop in Dark Fantasy Style

Medieval workers are making glass objects.Workshop is furnished with wooden tables,glass objects and hanging lanterns.The two figures are in a dimly lit,stone-walled chamber.

[ukdamo]

Murano

Paisley Redkal

It is not miraculous. Only a handful of silica, fire, and then the blower twirls another knob of gold on his metal pontil, dipping the tip into a pot inlaid with spikes to make the burning globe twist in upon itself as the man breathes out and a thick neck bulges, wreathes into a spiral like a unicorn horn; but we’re bored, he’s bored, blowing and blowing the same shape over. It takes no effort. He stares applauding each development though it has seen the same thing around the corner. We know what will come next. The man reaches into the bright elastic to yank a fat neck forward, to pinch out hair, a shovel- shaped face; to pull out one thin, bent leg and then another, the glass itself now tinged with ash as the fire runs out of it, dimming to topaz, caramel. He splashes water on the irons to make them smoke. It must be dangerous, this material, or why else would we watch? The blower has a bald patch, earrings, scars. He dips his tongs once more into the figure and out come back legs, a tail. The neck twists and now the little face has a mouth that’s open, screaming. The tail’s curled filament starts to thread as the pontil pulls away. You want to say “like taffy,” but don’t. It is not sweet. Only a spark of heat and then the inevitable descending numbness. Someone laughs. Someone takes a photo. For a moment, the room fills with light behind which we hear the scissor’s dulling snap. Our senses return stretched thinner, fine. We can almost feel the shattering of the glass.

[drumbaugh]

Meet an "Amazing" Who Loves Creating Glass Masterpieces

Peter Layton, at 78, is one of the most respected masters of glass-blowing on our planet.

[supernaturalbadger-blog]

Just found a video of people doing glass-blowing. There’s something incredible about watching it, and it’s both beautiful and soothing to watch.

[tumefaisfondrevivant]

So, I went to this art fair today, and it was just wonderful. Everything is so gorgeous there. The first tent I went into was the tent of a glass-blower, and I talked to the guy who made all the jewelry and things, and it was just so wonderful. His eyes were so alive. It was like every piece of glass he made into art just created a second piece of art inside him. The way he talked and looked at you, you could just see the shine of the glass jewelry in his eyes. He was glowing with the flames of his kiln - his kiln that he eagerly showed everyone who came to the tent. His quiet fire seemed to just catch, with gentle heat, the whole atmosphere. It was remarkable. I love when artists are reflections of their own art.