More often than not, strolling around Venice’s canals you can see floating buoys or boat lights. Jay Osgerby and Edward Barber captured them on glass.

Its mask face, name and matter speak of Venice. This vase by Fabio Novembre conveys the humanity, charm and elegance of this city, as well as its soul of glass.

It recalls a water lily just picked from its pond. A colourful dragonfly could rest on it anytime.

Its appearance speaks of bygone days, recalling an ancient artifact that once adorned stately residences from the past. Assembled and reassembled in all its pieces by fire in the Fornace (Kiln).

A breath, then another. A movement, then another. A puff, then a beat. This thick glass has a soul that dances in the light.

Different colours and a multitude of lines, neat and orderly. They come together then diverge, alternating and following the curved profiles of the thinnest shapes ever created by Carlo Scarpa.

It’s the 1930s: a fabulous party is going on here, with beautiful and stylish ladies accompanied by classy gentlemen. They dance to the rhythm of jazz music, their skirts swaying sinuously with their every move. Sommersi Foglia Oro make their debut on the 1930s scene.

She moves with grace around the Fornace (Kiln), as the glassblowers play with her colours, choosing their moves carefully. Nonetheless, she always wins the game.

Swaying like a dancer’s skirt. Like the corolla of wild flowers blowing in the wind. The Kukinto vase amazes with its spontaneity and lightness.