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♫ Our Art
My mom and I love to create unique fused glass jewelry, dinnerware, and art glass pieces. My love of glass carries over into my beaded jewelry. I also love infusing my personality and family history into my other pieces, like the origami cards.

♫ Our Name
We chose our name, Ohana Glass Designs, because "ohana" is Hawaiian for "family." (Not that we're Hawaiian... we just love the movie "Lilo and Stitch"!)

♫ Our Background
My mom has a serious case of Chronic Craftiness. For my very first school Halloween parade, I wanted to be the Wicked Witch of the West. My mom was in medical school at the time, but she stayed up all night assembling a tulle witch costume, complete with glow-in-the-dark bugs and my favorite plushie cat strung to the back of our kitchen broom. After a few hours of…

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  • Female
  • Born on February 8
  • Joined June 15, 2008

Favorite materials

glass, dichroic glass, glass beads, origami, fabric

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About

♫ Our Art
My mom and I love to create unique fused glass jewelry, dinnerware, and art glass pieces. My love of glass carries over into my beaded jewelry. I also love infusing my personality and family history into my other pieces, like the origami cards.

♫ Our Name
We chose our name, Ohana Glass Designs, because "ohana" is Hawaiian for "family." (Not that we're Hawaiian... we just love the movie "Lilo and Stitch"!)

♫ Our Background
My mom has a serious case of Chronic Craftiness. For my very first school Halloween parade, I wanted to be the Wicked Witch of the West. My mom was in medical school at the time, but she stayed up all night assembling a tulle witch costume, complete with glow-in-the-dark bugs and my favorite plushie cat strung to the back of our kitchen broom. After a few hours of sleep, she woke me up the morning of the parade and painted my face and hands with green eyeshadow. As I walked to school, I felt some scratchies along my arms and realized that the entire costume had been stapled together.

After my little brother was born, my mom thought it would be cute to knit sweaters for us. She went to the yarn store and came out with brick red yarn, needles, and a cable-knit sweater pattern. Weeks later, I wondered where my sweater was. Apparently, she had made the stitches so tight that the sweater could stand up by itself.

There were more successful attempts along the way, of course. She stenciled unfinished wooden furniture, learned how to actually sew subsequent Halloween costumes, and crafted delicate Ukrainian Easter eggs. We were all pleasantly surprised when her quilting phase yielded several beautiful quilts. The Thanksgiving turkey was always a stressful ordeal, but the Christmas gingerbread houses were gorgeously untouchable.

So when my mom decided that fusing glass would be her next obsession, I was nervous about casting my lot in. Projects with my mother were like Forrest Gump's box of chocolates. But of course I gave in and attended a workshop with her, and to my surprise, I loved it! The rest, as they say, is history.

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