Glass blowing and glory holes

No kidding.

They call the ovens they use to reheat the glass a GLORY HOLE.

I shit you not.

So I took ANOTHER glass blowing class (you can see pics from my first glass blowing class here and a picture of the finished product here) with my friend Kimberly.

As with the first time I took the class, I had a great time.

It was fucking hot, though.

But not as hot as last time because instead of being in a closed building, were were in a shop with garage doors that opened to the outside air and it was nice and cool outside.

My instructor walked me through all the steps, basically holding my hand in the right position so that everything turned out okay.

Here are some photos from my glass blowing experience:

And the finished product. . .

Final Result: Glass blowing class

As you may know, I took a glass blowing class about a month ago and lost about 20 pounds in water weight when I sweat the Dead Sea out of my body while standing near the GLORY HOLE.

Yes, it’s really called a GLORY HOLE, and is written in all caps like that.

I’m pretty sure that on the other side of the GLORY HOLE is hell.

Or heaven, depending on your GLORY HOLE.

But enough about GLORY HOLES.  Here is my finished red bowl.  Isn’t it beautiful?  Aren’t I wildly talented?