SAGAG Holiday Party

December 9th, members of the San Antonio Glass Art Guild gathered at the home of our President for an evening of good food, great company and lots of fun. The guild provided Turkey and Ham and members brought appetizers, sides, salads and deserts. There was so much good food it was difficult not to completely stuff oneself, but I managed to save room of the fabulous homemade apple pie made by our President Elect.

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We had so much fun with the interactive gift exchange where members exchanged items they had made. We quite naturally began to guess the artist when each gift was unwrapped. This game really demonstrated how well we know each others style. There were only a couple fierce exchanges when someone decided to "steal" a gift, okay more fun the fierce really.

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In the end we all walked away with a full tummy and fond memories to cherish. A big thanks to our President Gail and her family for inviting us all into their home. Looking forward to 2008 and another year of programs and events with the San Antonio Glass Art Guild.

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Happy Holidays!

Ice would have melted by now...

I'm a bit late responding to last weeks Inspire Me Thursday Challenge on the Friday after. If it had really been ice it surely would have melted by now. However, since I had already exposed the glass to two separate firings, I thought I would at least show you how far I'd come. I'm not sure this will ever make it to a final piece. At least not in this form. I'm thinking this glass is going to become close intimate friends with a hammer, or better yet an ice pick.

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My Own Personal Paradox

This week’s creative prompt on Inspire Me Thursday has been a real challenge for me. I thought about it for days and got absolutely nowhere. I was stumped until I realized the answer was surrounding me, because I am presently a living paradox. On one hand I am overwhelmed by life’s activities; a promotion with increased responsibilities at work, assisting my husband in his adventure to open a new business, the demands that come with trying to take my craft to the next level, participation in local organizations, teaching and throughout this my selfish attempts to maintain some type of social life. I have always been one to appreciate a little down time once in a while, but for the last half of this year there has been none, absolutely none. Nor do I foresee things letting up any time soon. I was certain that by now with all the stress I would be ready of a good healthy nervous breakdown. Rather I find myself very peaceful. I’m busy, but relaxed. Checklists run through my head at rapid rates of speed, but my chest breaths easy. The contradiction manifested itself for me visually this week as I finished cold working (well mostly finished) the piece I began in Kerry Transtrum’s workshop in early October. The piece captured me in a state of peace, that moment of cool darkness where I could hear my own breath deep and steady. When I look at the piece I know that calm peaceful state is still inside me. Regardless of the ciaos, I can still fell this way on the inside. I need only to close my eyes to reconnect.

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