This bead began as a piece of beach glass from one of my favourite little spots on the Yorke Peninsula. I’ve collected beach glass there a few times — it always feels like finding treasure washed up on the shore.
There’s something mysterious about it… you never know how old the glass is or where it came from.
I wondered what would happen if I melted one of these softly worn pieces. I thought it might turn clear in the flame — but instead, it surprised me. The result was something totally unexpected and quietly beautiful. Tumbled by the sea, transformed by the flame.
