Lois Jones
Heart Fire Designs

One day I gathered up enough courage to open the delicate peach colored jewelry box on my mothers dresser, I knew I wasn’t allowed in her room but I had seen the gorgeous professional photographs from her show business days and I just had to see what was in the box. As I opened it ever so slowly, my eyes were instantly captivated by the brilliant, shiny colors that were contained in the box, the corals, ambers, pearls, heishe shells, crystals and rhinestones were so enchanting. As I gently touched each piece and allowed my eyes to feast on the colors, the sorrows and troubles of my little life fell away and I was healed. From that point forward, when I needed to see something of beauty, I knew where to go---I had fallen in love with jewelry. Throughout my life my pursuit of the arts has taken several forms, I received a music degree in vocal performance and sang opera for years in the Los Angeles area. I used watercolors, pencil and collage to express my feelings to others and have a lifetime of experience sewing. In the Winter of 2005 I took my first art class at a community center, we spent two sessions on polymer clay and I became enamored by the myriad of opportunities that are innate with this medium. The more time I spent working with polymer clay the more I realized that there was something else I needed...hot glass.
My journey with glass began in January of 2006! Glass is a magic all it’s own, the immediacy of this medium requires all of
my attention and senses and lends itself to passion that is fulfilled
through each creation. Each piece that I create encapsulates a period of
time and a part of myself that I choose to share with those around
me. Creating provides me with hope for the future and always brings me
closer to the One who is the true creator. As I progress on this journey I
allow that which was once private within me to become public, it is when the
most vulnerable aspects of myself partake in this unlimited way that
creativity becomes art. Each piece that I create, however flawed or however
small is noteworthy because it exists, I am reminded that there is meaning
in the smallest of things. While creating there is hope, evolution, an
absence of time, and the anticipation of all that is good. When I create, I
begin to sing the song of my life, my Lord, and of the many people and experiences
that I have encountered, and for this time—I am truly healed. L. Jones