My dad and I went down to the Tacoma Museum of Glass this afternoon.
It was pretty interesting, all the different types of glass sculpting styles out there. Although I’ve lived in the area for awhile now, I hadn’t yet gone to this museum (or most of the museums in Tacoma for that matter….), mostly because I knew it was something my dad would be interested in seeing. So, I saved my visit for a time he was able to go too.
The coolest part was near the end, we wandered into the auditorium, or hot shop as they called it, in the middle of a demonstration. There were about four guys all working on a large piece of almost-clear glass, each guy seemed to have a specific job to do, and they worked together almost without needing to say a word between them.
Of course, one of the guys is the main artist, and the others are his assistants. What I don’t understand about the process is how just one of these people can claim that the finished piece is his, since each of them plays an important roll, and the piece wouldn’t exist if they weren’t all involved.
From where we stood, about 15 feet above the display floor, we agreed it had to be pretty warm down there. The thermometer on the ovens said 2100 degrees, and even in a room as big as that one, we could feel it.
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