Feb 13

tiny windows

I’ve been building kaleidoscopes. I’ve never embarked on such an introverted and tedious adventure, and it’s given me a lot of time to reflect (no pun intended). I love the way that the little machines take something as simple as some colored glass, and turn it into a spectacular feat, just by repeating it a pattern. I’ve been thinking a lot about how a different perspective on something can offer us new appreciation for it, and the patience to be present with it instead of trying to change it.

This one is made out of a turtle bone I found on the flint river with Uncle Vic; a part of a big thread spool; and some sea-glass that Luis and I found on an over-cast day at Stinson beach, north of SF.









Here are a couple made with scrap glass for the wheels and bodies.








This one is another sea-glass one, made with some copper plated hanger wire. It embodies the only red sea-glass I’ve ever seen; I’d hunted for a red piece throughout my entire four-year stint in SF, and never found any. A few years ago Luis sent a cigarette cellophane filled with three tiny pieces he’d found when he was surfing.

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