april 23rd, 2020
Stained Glass Poetry in lockdown
This is a selection of stained glass I've made during the lockdown in Paris. The pieces are built from shards of broken glass, soldered with copper and tin. They are like poems that float over and inside their environment, changing its color, tone, or narrative. Yet without exterior and interior environment, the work has no light, no visibility and ultimately no existence.
what is something you'd like to do that you can't?
Walk for hours across the city.
