Father and Son Making Crafts

I would not have been into crafts had it not been for my father. Back then, while all his friends were into more mundane sports and past times, good old dad decided to try out something entirely different. Buying all the equipment he needed, he decided to try glass blowing.

I remember my mom being a bit irate at my dad because of that. Glass blowing isn't exactly the safest hobby out there, and with all the heat involved in it, my mom didn't want my dad doing something potentially hazardous. But, after reading extensively about glassblowing, he persuaded my mom to let him try it out. My mom rationalized that he'd get bored with it sooner or later. It wasn't like he'd be able to make a living from it.

While my dad went about his glass blowing hobby, I wanted to watch, only to be halted by my mom. She didn't allow me to go near my dad while he handled the equipment, so I had to content myself with small glimpses every now and then. During the first few months, all I saw were my dad's first shaky attempts at glass blowing. But he was improving every time he tried.

Eventually, however, my constant nagging made my mother finally agree to me watching, as she did with my dad before. Having her around at first, I was eventually deemed old enough to be left alone. Besides, my mother had other things to do.

This was the time when my dad began to let me in on the art of glass blowing. At first, he just asked me for a bit of help setting up the materials and equipment he needed, but he slowly graduated me to apprenticeship. This story is how I got started selling glass objects at craft shows.