Clare Gaylard Art Glass 

Each of these glass clusters was made meticulously, directly in the flame onto a single, steel pin or stud - and then disembarked from it in the kiln.

I have found a Moth benefactor to bring me the beautiful departed, working from the real thing is so much better and more tender.

I have been making ornate, glass finials for hairsticks.

Silver leaf can react with clear glass and produce a sudden amber/gold quality - this was not what I was looking for - but I like it.

Looking like moth wings.

Moths for midsummer: ‘... when white moths were on the wing, And moth-like stars were flickering out...’ I was ready to step into summer after all the intense green-blue of my lockdown spring and needing to develop new work for this summer's SCS exhibition (online) but didn't expect this diversion. I excavated two, small, exceedingly sub-fusc, moth bodies at my studio while deep-sorting a...

I’ve made glass earring clouds - take the weather with you. 

I had a vague notion of the Christian symbolism of the Passion flower and was given the rather magnificent details on Instagram. The five petals and five sepals of the plant were said to represent the 10 apostles (leaving out Judas, the betrayer of Jesus; and Peter, because he denied knowing Christ). 2) The purple corolla has approximately 72 filaments, which reportedly was the number of thorns in Jesus’ crown. Th...

Making millefiori cane (or murrini) is very like the process of making rock or picture candy with an image or lettering running down the centre. You build outwards from the core, stretch the item to miniaturise it and cut into chips - millefiori from the Italian, and meaning ‘a thousand flowers’. I deliberately make mine uneven to yield different sizes.

I have only ever seen them in their adult state! Pliant and much less sharp...

To make a gift for botanical artist Sarah Casswell, I have one of her exquisate, smaller (but somehow monumental) paintings and it is one of my favourite things, so it was a challen...

Of course, and there's rosemary for rememberance, seasonal cycles.

Never thought I'd use a title like that, a wonderful series of relics on my evening walk.

Birthday picnic at Iken last week and the most etherealand luminous light, moon up at midday.