Folks, let me tell ya – torchworking glass is intense.
It’s like slamming 10 espresso shots. It’s like jumping out of an airplane. It’s like rafting over a waterfall. Actually, it’s like slamming 10 espresso shots immediately before jumping out of a plane, landing in a river, and rafting over a waterfall.
Put it this way: when I turned the torch off and stepped away (after what felt like 10 minutes and was actually 2 hours), I went and drank a double shot mocha to calm myself down.
I feel exhausted, but I also feel a real sense of accomplishment. I had a few mishaps, and I’m not ready to show the finished product to the world yet. But, on the whole, I learned a lot and could see marked improvement from my first bead to my fifth (and final). Plus, I had a great time.
I let my hubby try his hand at it after dinner. He had a great time, too. Don’t worry, Mom – we have a fire extinguisher.