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Hot glass blown into deer antlers
The breath of the furnace, incandescent and liquid, meets the ancient silhouette of antlers. Molten glass, pulled from a crucible of white heat, is coaxed and shaped over the branching tines—each stroke a negotiation between gravity and quickening chill. As the glass finds the nooks and hollows of the antler, it picks up textures: the subtle ridges, the porous tips, the weathered scars of past seasons. Where it settles, it records those details in glossy permanence.
Hot glass blown into deer antlers
The breath of the furnace, incandescent and liquid, meets the ancient silhouette of antlers. Molten glass, pulled from a crucible of white heat, is coaxed and shaped over the branching tines—each stroke a negotiation between gravity and quickening chill. As the glass finds the nooks and hollows of the antler, it picks up textures: the subtle ridges, the porous tips, the weathered scars of past seasons. Where it settles, it records those details in glossy permanence.