Light gleamed through the fractures in the window at the far end of the church, low hanging sun bursting from myriad cracks and angles. I'd come here to change the decorations, move them through their transition from Christmas to a more subdued, generic winter. The inner pane of glass was still intact, so I began to play around with ideas to adorn this accidental (possibly), found opportunity. Once the decorations were complete I ran home to collect supplies, then off to the Dollar Store for anything else that might work. I'd hoped to find coloured cellophane but no luck. Yet.
I don't know if the butterflies are too cheesy, though I definitely like the glass and was relieved this morning to note that none had fallen off as a few did the day before. I had visions of these popping off in the middle of communion or the sermon and such 'punctuations' might not be appreciated.
I may recreate something like this in frame as artwork...
Author: Eileen Hutson
'You need the dark to see the light'. Advice picked up in painting workshops has become a treasured mantra in both life and art.