Happy Dog

A charming companion if you're walking from the bus stop to the studio, always smiling but too hyperactive to ever get a decent photo of. Cosita isn’t too fond of him, to say the least.


Trying to get a good shot of Happy Dog


HELL Yes!


Out of all Quinton’s catch phrases, I think this is my favorite. Must be said with a heavy South African accent, if you can pull that off (I can’t).

Every time he says those two words, I think of my first night in Belgium. It was November, just five months ago. Q & G took me out to dinner, when Q suddenly has an epiphany. “We should rent a studio space in Murano, and have workshops there! We could also have tours of the Vetrofond factory! Oh, HELL yes.”

I just sat there, sort of smiling politely, nibbling on my fries (just about the only vegetarian item you can order at restaurants in Belgium, besides diet coke), thinking to myself ‘Yeah, right. Like THAT’S ever going to happen. These things never actually happen. There’s no way he could be serious, but just listening to him talk about it is quite entertaining.’

Well. I think it actually did happen. Once again, The Man Who Can, has. Unfuckingbelievable, really. HELL yes.




Hermit Heaven

I found a wonderful little spot on Murano where you can have a few moments of peace and quiet, surrounded by a panoramic view of the water and the Alps.

I’m not telling you where it is, just in case I ever go back. :-P


My little slice of hermit heaven on Murano




Hermit Hell

See San Marco.


Why I am not a big fan of Venice



Hotel Conterie

One of the three hotels on Murano, in which someone’s grandmother (who really, REALLY liked pink, and not in a good way) must have exploded.
http://www.locandaconterie.com




Hot Glass Chick

See Avril.


Hot Glass Chick



HotHeads

Sarah and Quinton.