These glass spheres, along with several others, hang in my living room window. An artist friend that taught at Pratt Fine Arts in Seattle made them there and gave them to me when he moved to Boston to be close to his family. He had AIDS and wasn't expected to live much longer. His real craft was painting. I have several of his pieces that I rescued from his home when he was packing ("just cut them up for shelving"). I told him I would be the custodian until he wanted them back. He's much missed.