tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666990364305390259.post1483239164539562078..comments2024-03-28T12:11:26.075-06:00Comments on She Who Seeks: Auntie Beehive's Art GlassDebra She Who Seekshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01845703092794695023noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666990364305390259.post-52372622580497632842010-06-04T09:21:51.276-06:002010-06-04T09:21:51.276-06:00I love the old art glass. I was lucky enough to in...I love the old art glass. I was lucky enough to inherit two pieces from my Grandmother a few years back. I cherish them.Jeannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15918915129013117664noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666990364305390259.post-13747307894637007472010-05-27T19:03:36.261-06:002010-05-27T19:03:36.261-06:00I remember this wild glass. I'm sure my grand...I remember this wild glass. I'm sure my grandmother had a few pieces too. Some of those bowls looked like alien spacecraft if I remember correctly...<br /><br />Love how Auntie Beehive pronounced "Italian!"Ruehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09521209734809361226noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666990364305390259.post-13065433242387547352010-05-27T17:29:29.209-06:002010-05-27T17:29:29.209-06:00Nice piece. I now recall tall orange and red vases...Nice piece. I now recall tall orange and red vases with similar markings ornamenting slots high up in the walls of the vaulted ceilings of the living room of my godparents. Thank you for that memory.Ricky Shambleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09507937845795960725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666990364305390259.post-67533440454667594212010-05-27T14:32:43.254-06:002010-05-27T14:32:43.254-06:00At first I read three feet across as thirty feet a...At first I read three feet across as thirty feet across. I was like "Wait, what?? ...oh, ok." lol<br /><br />Childhood memories are precious. :)Dancing With Feyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03493553137383118631noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666990364305390259.post-38687084737035370032010-05-27T14:22:13.326-06:002010-05-27T14:22:13.326-06:00My Gramma had all that kind of art glass all aroun...My Gramma had all that kind of art glass all around her house, and she used to keep them filled with hard candy year-round. <br /><br />We used to visit her in the summers and she'd always have Christmas candies in them. Why she kept Christmas candies in all those art glass jars is beyond me.<br /><br />Oh, wait...come to think of it, we were there during the summers...that crap was probably left sitting in those jars since the previous December...Ick! Whatever, we didn't care, it was, afterall CANDY!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666990364305390259.post-25335768070898862902010-05-27T12:39:30.862-06:002010-05-27T12:39:30.862-06:00Your Auntie Beehive's glass rocks! I know exac...Your Auntie Beehive's glass rocks! I know exactly what sort of works you mean, and love them myself.RAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17922537526607315266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666990364305390259.post-82070584128863314642010-05-27T10:51:07.019-06:002010-05-27T10:51:07.019-06:00i looove eyetalian glass..auntie had great taste.i looove eyetalian glass..auntie had great taste.yellowdoggrannyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14906624317290990109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666990364305390259.post-31309582139173556552010-05-27T09:53:06.932-06:002010-05-27T09:53:06.932-06:00love your auntie Beehive!love your auntie Beehive!Beatnhearthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14825208509765183528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666990364305390259.post-54726377770004701962010-05-27T09:18:07.754-06:002010-05-27T09:18:07.754-06:00you never know, Debra if you'll run into some ...you never know, Debra if you'll run into some eyetlian glass somewhere and it will be send by your auntie. I love hearing about her. I think she's watching over you :)Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05078434289667660306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666990364305390259.post-83779958437335091232010-05-27T08:29:14.197-06:002010-05-27T08:29:14.197-06:00Beautiful glass. And yes, doilies. I haven't...Beautiful glass. And yes, doilies. I haven't used one in so long. I've a bag full washed and starched in a bag. Reminds me to go take a look.<br />Marymxtodis123https://www.blogger.com/profile/13583200601379394225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666990364305390259.post-24142483793787234152010-05-27T06:36:09.323-06:002010-05-27T06:36:09.323-06:00Oh, yes ... especially the Eyetalian and what did ...Oh, yes ... especially the Eyetalian and what did we ever do without a doily?!!!!! I use two on a kitchen counter so they aren't scratched by the uneven bases of some ceramic bowls that I have....hmmmmm.......Snaphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16648866385164116020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666990364305390259.post-89900237113844838172010-05-27T06:01:35.412-06:002010-05-27T06:01:35.412-06:00I had forgotten about the use of the doily. Yes......I had forgotten about the use of the doily. Yes...they were used for all sorts of things, especially to "showcase" art. Fun!turquoisemoonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14893008689507282266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4666990364305390259.post-24008390964658449442010-05-27T06:01:35.411-06:002010-05-27T06:01:35.411-06:00Looks like exotic glassware. My mother liked Blue...Looks like exotic glassware. My mother liked Blue Mountain ceramic ware and had several pieces in the living room with some 'depression era' rose coloured glassware. Funny how one remembers these pieces in vivid detail.Paul Chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01836602667355512504noreply@blogger.com