It starts as a glass tube. Heated until it softens, then blown into shape: some forms into a mould, the most complex ones shaped free-hand on the pipe. One piece at a time, in a single workshop in Poland. What comes out is silvered from the inside, lacquered, and left to cure before anyone picks up a brush.
The painting is freehand. Brush by brush, layer over layer, each colour left to dry before the next goes down. No transfers, no printing, no stencils standing in for a steady hand.
No two are identical. A line sits a fraction differently, a highlight catches the light its own way. Small things, but they are the difference between an object that was manufactured and one that was made.