The heat and our rhythm
I'm making these pieces of glass in the about-900-degrees glass furnace. When the furnace reaches the highest temperature, these pieces become most beautiful and it's impossible to describe the beauty at that very moment. These are the shape that the heat has left. We are born with body heat, sometimes we shine brightly, and in the end, we lose heat quietly. However, I believe the beautiful shape that the heat makes and leaves behind is eternal.
I made them a lot and laid them out. At first site, all of them look the same, but I made them one by one, so each one has its own individuality. It seems easy to put them in order, but it's not so easy. They create their own unique rhythm together, and they beautifully form themselves. They look like our warm lives if our lives could be seen from above in the pluriverse.