The Art of Joy Alyssa Day

An order came in this morning. Yay! It was for an art glass marble, and those have a numbering system dependent on which date they were blown, what piece number that day and what recipe was used. A little complicated, but necessary. So I immediately went to my files to find out which marble it was so that I could go find it in the display rack.

I've had a fascination with glass artwork from the time I was 15 and saw some amazing reverse painted glass. At that time, I just knew that I liked it, but never considered going into any sort of art career. When I was 19, I went to a library I'd never been in before and one entire wall was formed into a stained and molded glass window, with a huge tree as the focal point. Much of the piece was stained glass, flat, but what I remember most is that some of the leaves were done in blown or cast glass and sculpted to come out of the window into the library space. The sculptural look of it was incredible. I sat staring for hours at the form that went from flat and then out into space and then back into flat. Again, I just knew I liked it.

I don't know if most creative types are this way, but I find that I have waaaay too many ideas for the amount of hours in a day. And they all seem cool, and I want to do them all. It's a challenge not to try them all. But what I really find is that I want to try so much stuff, I end up not knowing where to begin and 8 million projects get started, but nothing ever gets finished.

Albert Einstein said that the definition of insanity is when you keep trying the same experiment over and over again expecting different results. I feel like I have been living proof of this definition for the past 6 months.