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For centuries the Hammesfahr family has been blowing rods of glass into objects of art, I wonder if they're still doing this? Looks like they had a book Mechanix Illustrated 1947-

THE place is a Brooklyn workshop, the year, 1947. George Hammesfahr blows gently into the hollow glass rod and a wine-red bubble puffs slowly outward from the middle of the hot, pliable glass. The bubble grows, the deep red mellows into a soft vermilion as it presents a larger surface to the light. Deep inside the bubble a vision starts to take shape, a mind’s eye vision which only George can see. The place is a workshop in old Bohemia, back in the middle ages. A gnarled craftsman heats a glass rod over a flame, blows into it and begins to mold fantastically tiny objects from the brilliantly-colored glass. He works swiftly, deftly, shaping little creatures with a deft flick of the wrist, a sharper breath. The flickering candle on the workbench lights his seamed face as admiring villagers stare through the frost-encrusted panes in the night outside. They nudge each other and whisper, “That’s old man Hammesfahr, the Glass Man. Well does he know his craft, better than any in old Bohemia. He is passing his secrets down to his children and his children’s children, so they too shall know. . . .”The vision fades. George works on.