Heather Whittlesey

A feminist artist with no strings attached

I spent short time as a glassblower near Santa Fe, New Mexico.  The studio I worked for was called Tesuque Glassworks.  The studio was nested in the mountains and its fa├žade was similar to amusement park ship themed ride.  They grew pears and chili peppers on the small acreage and pet peacocks had free reign. I worked on a team of approximately ten artists creating cast glass sculptures for a master artisan. Each artist was responsible for a specific process in the casting.  I created wax molds for these sculptures.  I pulled them from silicone molds and attached sprigs, and maintained the fine details through melting and carving.  These sculptures were large vessels that were 2-3 ft in diameter and aquatic wildlife landscapes covered their surfaces.

While I was here I develop and sold my own body of work.  The personality of my glass blown work began to develop texturally.  I experimented with making different textures on the glass.  Creating simple loops, dimples, nipples and lumps and bumps.  I also worked with composition, which is especially interesting because colors are undetectable at high temperatures.  In my time here my work became more evocative and intriguing.