What’s the story behind the name or title of this particular craft sculpture?

You know, every piece I make has a quiet little conversation with me before it’s done. But this one—this particular craft sculpture—kept whispering a name until I finally listened.

It’s called *Eternal Drift*.

The story behind that title goes back to a summer evening when I was maybe seven years old. I was sitting on my grandfather’s fishing boat, watching the sun melt into the sea. The water wasn’t still; it was always moving, always drifting. And yet that moment felt frozen in time. That contradiction—movement and stillness, change and permanence—is exactly what I tried to capture in this sculpture.

I’m a glass artist, so I work with heat and gravity. When I started shaping this piece, I wanted the glass to look like it was caught mid-flow—like a wave that decided to pause for a breath before crashing. I layered blues and silvers, let the glass twist and fold in ways that mimic ocean currents. As I worked, I realized it wasn’t just a wave; it was a drift, but not aimless. It felt eternal, like the ocean’s memory.

The name *Eternal Drift* came to me not as a label, but as a feeling. It’s the drift of a cloud that never really leaves the sky, or the slow sway of kelp in deep water. It honors the beauty of things that change yet remain. When you hold this piece up to the light, the inner swirls seem to move. That’s the drift. And as long as it exists, that memory of that summer evening drifts too—eternally.

So, the story behind the name? It’s really the story of a boy who grew up trying to freeze light and motion in glass. And the name just happened to find him.