I remember the moment I fell in love with glass…

It was 1998; I was pregnant and I was in the midst of a serious nesting phase, preparing my home for the baby. On an excursion I found myself in the back of a dusty antique shop admiring a wrought iron chair with colourful glass discs mounted in its back. There was just something incredibly seductive about these swirled glass roundels;  I saw them as gorgeous sparkling jewels embedded into the furniture.

Perhaps it was the pregnancy hormones, but I fell in love with the idea of ‘bejewelling’ my home with glass, so when my son was 6 months old I enrolled in a glass course to do just that. Within a year every surface of my little flat was embellished with glass: each window adorned with glass hangings, each pane of safety glass swapped for stained glass and each wall illuminated with glowing light boxes in jewel-like colours.

With six years’ training under my belt and a postgraduate certificate in Glass & Architecture from Central Saint Martins in my pocket, I set up my studio. I now reside in a larger house, but I still live by the ethos of bejewelling my home. My glass pieces bring sparkling colour to the space and my handmade glass jewels for the home make me happy.

‘Have nothing in your house that you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful.’

William Morris, 1880