A feature on "entrepreneur-aesthetes of a certain age...shaking up the fusty world of antiques with their quirky good taste" in New York magazine's Design 1996 section began with this profile of George:
"George D. Glazer, 38, is puttering about the antiques shop that bears his name in a polo shirt, jeans, and gym socks. Madonna on the CD player definitely proves that Pembroke tables, classical busts, and ormolu don't have to be beheld in a churchlike silence.
"Glazer and other young dealers around town are shaking the dust off this creaky vocation. At his gallery, a third-floor walkup next door to the Rhinelander Mansion's Ralph Lauren store, Glazer has assembled a collection that's 'scholarly and intellectual without being snobby.' There are Dutch prints worthy of an old-master portfolio, but also a kitschy photomontage of 'Women Bankers of the United States' from the late nineteenth century. Of course, almost all of the women were cashiers. ('But it's rare as hell,' says Glazer.)
"Brass hinges and scarabs are embedded in the poured concrete floor. The bathroom is straight out of a trompe-l'oeil painting--dripping with ephemera and wallpapered with ancient letters. Then there are the globes. A whole universe of them. 'American globes are my specialty,' says Glazer, who's helping a client build the greatest collection of them in the country. Glazer has globes that come apart as a puzzle. globess that call India Hindoostan and Oklahoma Indian territory. 'There are no major globe experts, except for one woman at the Smithsonian Institution who specializes in celestial charts,' Glazer remarks. 'We've never met, but I have a correspondence with her.'
"...Like a rare-books dealer, he sends out catalogues, but his are embroidered with quotes from the likes of Raiders of the Lost Ark as well as Seneca. 'Whoever did that movie understood this whole thing,' says Glazer. 'That movie is about the history of man. And this gallery is history.'"