Darts and the Eye-Patch Question

This weekend we made the annual pilgrimage to Mr. Man and KittyKat's dart tournament. It was a blast and The Serene One made it quite high in the standings before getting eliminated.

I sat next to a D, a carpenter, during dinner and we talked about a range of professional interests. He was interested to hear about the need for draft angles on cast metal parts. I was interested to hear about his past jobs building custom spiral staircases. He mentioned taking a glass blowing class in San Francisco. The glass blowing discussion led naturally to the Chihuly exhibit and on to the man himself.

photo by dad

If you've never seen a photo of him, Dale Chihuly is not the ethereal artiste you might expect from the weird and wonderful works he puts out. He's more a cross between Mad-Eye Moody and your shop teacher in middle school. He's got an eye-patch, frizzy dark hair and a sturdy build.

I mentioned that I saw some Chihuly documentaries on PBS and here was the conversation that ensued:

D: So, the eye patch...
Me: Yeah?
D: Was it....?
Me: No, it was a car accident.
D: Oh. I wondered if...
Me: It was in the pursuit of great art?
D: Yeah
Me: No, I wondered too.

I've got to say though, I always wear goggles on shop floors. Just in case.

Note: Sorry if this messes up your RSS feed, but I'm adding a "Chihuly" label.