Think me cheap or populist, but I love, love, love the work of Dale Chihuly.

I’ve always had a soft spot for glass art. Combine that with massive scale, complexity, shimmering color, and installations that look like they stepped out of a sci-fi movie, and I’m utterly hooked.

If I ever had extravagant amounts of money to spend on something non-utilitarian, I would have one of his chandeliers, and a house big enough to hang it in.

5 Responses to

  1. Lilly says:

    I suppose it is not necessary for me to inform you that I agree with you 100%. But I thought I’d tell you anyway :-).

  2. Cat says:

    I think Lilly is me from the future, and if we ever meet, horrible things will happen to the fabric of time and space.

    So tell me Twinnie, I’m not about to make any huge-ass mistakes, am I?

  3. Salt says:

    This is incredibly sick of me, but I’ve always wondered how you’d dust one of those things. I mean, they’re pretty, but you know what mischief cat hair gets up to. Picture a Chihuly flocked.

  4. Jenn says:

    Someplace at home I have a postcard from a local artist who recently did a show of Chihuly-inspired artwork, such as doing an entire Chihuly-style chandelier in red plastic ketchup bottles. Excellent stuff. Chihuly did a lot of pieces for Gonzaga, my alma mater, and I am still kicking myself for not making it to the lecture he gave while I was a student.

  5. Cat says:

    I didn’t realize this when I made the post, but Union Station in Tacoma is now one big Chihuly installation. I get to go see it in a few weeks.

    Maybe I’ll ask how they dust the chandelier.