I've decided to enter this material, glass, from a backdoor-the hot-shop dumpsters. Picking the residue from the glass-blowing process, the discarded shatters are rationalized through other beings: a misty inspiration, an esoteric joke, the MacGuffin, archeological research, a pedantic excuse, or the others. So let me, this skillful amateur, a genuine liar, escort you into this field of glass.