Here the Sea Glass person busts a move, one can imagine the clatter of glass bones, the glazed intake of hte middle distance, the slight percussion of a wink, glass is hard to catch in action.  This collage of sea glass, includes a foot from Koh Samui, but mostly shards of water  polished pieces gleaned from Sydney beaches, the odd ceramic shard from corners of the harbour  where water and shoreline agree will be a trove.  Each glass piece has its history, of what it had once been, where it’s been and who it was that once upon a time left it behind.