Clare Gaylard Glass 

‘I carry the sun in a golden cup. The moon in a silver bag.’ W B Yeats. The full moon a couple of days ago was so large and lovely that I made a detour from sunsets and put it on a glass ring.

Imbolc sunset and the sort of mud that makes walk in the fields like an extreme sport.

Dedication and attention to detail! Among my January orders, a Dad tracked down the (particular) glass ring he saw his daughter admire in an October exhibition.

The morning sun came out to play, a week of winter sunsets! Work in progress: ‘Sundowner’ glass cocktail rings.

My favourite glass sunset so far, alas too small for me - and Jan 29th's sunset the day before.

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Two more glass, sunset rings. I think I’ve made my favourite today but will have to wait until tomorrow to see. As soon as I’ve finished sculpting I place the glowing (but no longer molten) piece in a kiln to anneal overnight. This makes them strong and makes the morning (usually) a pleasure and a surprise.

Yesterday’s daily walk prompted me to dig out a childhood favourite: Joan Aiken’s ‘The Kingdom Under the Sea’ with its intricate, sinuous illustrations on marbled papers by J...

Playing with another winter sunset. Sundowner cocktail ring, sculpted in molten glass.

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All the colour is in the sky, or on my workbench. Sundowner cocktail ring.

I’m making Sundowner cocktail rings to reflect these glorious winter sunsets.

A small world of a pinecone from the hedgerows.

Well all that ethereal snow lasted for a hot minute. What we do really well around here (Suffolk) at the moment is water and mud. This is my equivalent of making lemons into lemonade - experiments by request for a muted and organic palette.

Today: the tiniest hedgerow relic I’ve discovered so far. A slight gust of wind took it off my hand.

Winter’s response to my workbench spring-cleaning, sadly thawing already.

Home workbench spring-cleaning sorting and exhaust-system maintenance completed (fixed it myself) as a ritual to encourage spring. Feeling cautiously optimistic as I don’t need a new ventilation fan and there is still light in the sky at 4.30pm.

I’m 2/3 through #springcleaning just the SURFACE of my home workbench. Time to look at something inspiring from other springs: Venice 2019 and the remaining 1/3 or so of workbench....