the hut in the forest (das waldhaus)

An evening and morning spent at the Glashütte Lamberts in
Waldsassen, near the Czech border, where we viewed glass-making.

It was basically a carefully-crafted extended sales pitch
(for they fed us many pretzels), but interesting nonetheless.

Glashütte Lamberts.


Inside the Glashütte.


A surrious kiln.


Men at work.


Makin' glass.


Oh heyyyy.


Hey heyyyy.


Most of my pictures are of the better-looking glass men.


Well not these ones, bless them.


My classmate Lizzy put it best:
"That's a hot piece of glass."
Lolllllllllllllllllll.


They see me rollin', they hatin'...


Pretzels round one.


Round two, with Weißwurst aka nastiness.


Exploring the glass storage area.


All the glass.


All the colours.


Basically, glass is fragile.


We loved these old lockers in the store area.


They are covered in vintage pin-ups !


Pin-up close-up.


Don't live in forgotten times.


Old newspaper posters.


Colour samples.


May this always remind you of the sea under skies;
blue-looking glass.


Alles wird gut... everything will be fine.


Palettes.


13.

Trash glass.
xx