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Open letter Dear Nancy and Giorgio, You have asked me to share my thoughts on glass, and I am happy to accept because it gives me the opportunity to analyze my however brief experience with this extraordinary medium. I have decided to do it with this open letter, opening myself as you have opened to the world your collection of twentieth-century Venetian art glass, which you have put together with great passion and of which I am now part. Personally, I think that I approached glass almost accidentally, but the results make me sure that there must be a link between the randomness of an unplanned action and the multifaceted curiosity that it can kindle. Glass is then curiosity; a game that has turned into painstaking analysis. I don't think artists can express themselves through any medium unless they live in close daily contact with the place where the medium is brought to life. Even after many years, I feel a thrill every time I see those incredible furnaces. Here the crucibles with their red-hot hearts of molten glass are handled by men who live their life as in one of those circles in Dante's Inferno, where the damned move among fire, iron, sweat, and curses, born to create glass out of humble minerals and become one with it. Glass is then a good vantage point as well as the most intriguing medium. I am fascinated by the timelessness offered by the furnaces, |
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