Marcie Miller - Glass Artist
raemiller@aol.com
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From
the very first moment I dipped my pipe into the furnace
to gather molten glass and drew it, glowing fiery orange,
into the world, I knew that this would be my medium. I
had fallen in love. And still, each time I cup the glass
in my hand to shape it, I fall again. Every day in the
studio, gathering up molten glass, pressing it into shape,
and putting my breath into it, I remember my first teacher
telling me to let the energy from the hand cupping the
glass run up my arm, through my heart and back into the
pipe through my other arm; to create a circle of connection
between my heart and the glass. And so it is, each piece
that leaves the studio comes from my heart, and I hope
it will touch yours.
Raised in Golden, Colorado, I grew up astride my horse,
exploring the mountains near my home, and did not imagine
that someday I would leave that arid country for the lush
greens and blues of Hawai’i. The daughter of a scientist,
I never dreamed that I would color so far outside the lines
and make my living as an artist. But, here I am, in Pele’s
home on the Big Island of Hawai’i,
and as my mother says, how can Pele not love a girl who
plays with fire?