I had a bit of an unorthodox introduction to glass. Unlike most, I didn't attend school for art or take lengthy courses at college. I only attended one formal class that consisted of five Thursday nights for a few hours, and I was instantly hooked. I picked up glass blowing quite rapidly and very much wanted to make it my life's work. When I'm making cremation orbs an odd thing happens... I get into a sort of zone. Who I am seems to take a back seat to what is happening and I just watch a sort of dance happening between my hands and the glass. It's like watching a movie in first person. This is when my best work happens.