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Tag: edge

The daily grind

The daily grind

At 8 a.m. today I was grinding. Not coffee. Not my teeth. Not at the proposal budget due tomorrow. I stood for half an hour in front of the grinder, feeling my way with bits of glass. It made the whole day go better. The glass grinder is a fairly simple machine. Physically it’s a big … read more The daily grind

Posted on April 13, 2016May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories ImprovisationTags 2015, art, beauty, edge, glass, grind, meditation, shape, smooth
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