For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it.
I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the courage to start all over again.
The 10-panel vintage window survived the trip from Orange, California to the Midwest. It’s a pretty big window at 5′ x 2′ ft … which meant this piece would take a huge bite out of my vintage glass collection.
The vintage windows I look for have to be sturdy, with clear glass that doesn’t wiggle or show separation (rotting) from the frame … not even a little bit.
I use a clear adhesive to glue the glass to the glass, in a well ventilated room, with a wheeled tile cutter, a small hammer – on a sturdy surface – wearing safety glasses with a first aid kit near by … but not children or pets. Safety First – Always wear safety glasses when breaking or cutting random glass dishes, cups and/or glass objects. Depending on the type of glass they can and some will shatter in a bazillion pieces … maybe more. Be careful.
Clean the window with a vinegar & water mixture – a couple of times – and let it dry. Glue glass pieces into place filling in with cut glass pieces, clear glass gems, marbles and the like …
