My first time was in a cheap bead shop in Leeds. I had done some weaving and made a bag, but it needed something extra. I went looking through the Market and came out with a bagful of brightly coloured glass beads. Guided by instinct, I hadn't chosen a single wood or plastic bead. All were glass.
I ended up staring at the beads and wanting more. It was the colours that interested me most - the rich vibrant possibilities you get with light and transparency. And I still remember my first bead - a mustard coloured tube about a centimetre long.
I sold some jewellery and went straight back to buy more beads.
Some years later, I had the same experience with mosaic tiles. I was working with ceramic tiles and getting frustrated by the lack of vibrant shades, so I decided to use glass for the first time. I invested in a Leponitt wheeled cutter and some glass tiles. It was like stepping into another world. The cutter sliced through the tiles cleanly, and the glass broke where I wanted it to. I keep promising I'll go back to my unused ceramic pieces one day, and perhaps I will - if the world ever runs out of glass.
Not so long ago I got a kiln, and some art glass. I've found that I am drawn to things where I can make a transformation - I used to have a darkroom and loved the magic of seeing a picture appear on the submerged paper. I have taken lye, and fat, and made soap. Melting glass satisfies my need to transform.
It has only been recently that I have started to understand what I want from my craft, and why I do it. I want to paint with glass. I want to take emotion and express it though tesserae, and I want to record the process as I go along. I want to get better.