Poppies

Glass is like people. We all have similarities, but we all are so different. Likewise with glass. Where one piece breaks into long thin pieces like a hot knife through butter, another shatters into two inch sections. Working on this project yesterday, I encountered both scenarios.

And like people and interactions, at first I was thinking, Is it me? Have I lost the cutting edge? Then I wondered about my tools? And finally I looked upon the uniqueness of the glass and concluded it's all these things: Me, the tools and the glass: like life.