Warm Gnome action

We finished the piece up, and took it to the annealer to cool.



These are very similar to ceramic kilns, but the are to cool the glass slowly. It starts at some temperature, like 482 degrees Celsius (900 degrees Fahrenheit). And cools the glass slowly to room temperature. Otherwise, it would shatter.

As you can see, I fit nicely inside. It was slightly warm, like a patch of pine needles after a bear wakes from hibernation.



Talk about hot. I had the opportunity to try on one of the protective suits. Well, actually the hood was big enough for yours truly, so we left the suit portion hanging (humans are very tall).

I was startled when Mr. Stisser put the flame on me. WOW! I have never actually been IN a flame before. I hardly felt a thing.

But there was a slight mishap. Oh, I'm okay, thanks to Mr. Stisser's fine work.



He applied some burn cream and a sterile bandage to the burn. With the expert precision that I would expect from David the Gnome.



See? No big deal, I stuck around for a bit.



Mr. Stisser gave me an excellent prognosis for recovery.



One way out I was presented with a lovely parting gift. They said it was a 'bumper' sticker. Though I have nothing that contains a bumper to put it upon. Perhaps you can give me suggestions as to what should be done with this piece of MOG propaganda (which is quite nice, actually.)

Thank you to Mrs. Newsom and the crew at the Museum of Glass for a wonderful and exciting visit.

May your artisan hands create more wonderful sculptures for your world. It certainly needs more joy.

And to speak to my earlier post it is much more exciting inside the museum, and just about better than a cup of gløgg.

Until Next Time,
TacomaGnome