Gina Kingsley
glass art
_It all started when I was a kid and I would spend, what seemed like hours, watching the flame worker on the boardwalk in Wildwood, NJ, performing magic as he spun the glass into poodles and sailboats. The true color appearing as the glass cooled. How could I not be infatuated by this brilliance.
Fast forward to the teenage me and experiments with borosilicate rods and a propane torch. Clueless as to what I was doing, or what I needed to do, I was a complete failure. Glass receded into the deepest pockets in my mind, and life went on.
Fortunately, the pockets had no holes, and many years later I was able to pursue glass.
I am so drawn to glass as an artistic medium because of the challenge it presents to create something beautiful and (sometimes) meaningful out of a material that can be both exquisite and unpredictable at the same time. I love dealing with the technical and quirky aspects of glass almost as much as the creative.
Fast forward to the teenage me and experiments with borosilicate rods and a propane torch. Clueless as to what I was doing, or what I needed to do, I was a complete failure. Glass receded into the deepest pockets in my mind, and life went on.
Fortunately, the pockets had no holes, and many years later I was able to pursue glass.
I am so drawn to glass as an artistic medium because of the challenge it presents to create something beautiful and (sometimes) meaningful out of a material that can be both exquisite and unpredictable at the same time. I love dealing with the technical and quirky aspects of glass almost as much as the creative.