Picking up Alana from the airport this evening, I stopped at a red light behind this car. I found myself wondering if the car had a brighter turn light than usual because I was flinching every time it flashed. It felt so harsh and sharp. Contemplating the back of the car, I started to see a somewhat sinister face staring back at me with it's one offensive, flashing eye.
It actually reminded me of this stained glass scene from Chartres cathedral in France:
Which if you turn it around, looks like this:
Although I don't usually think "scary and oppressive" when I think of stained glass windows, but maybe, just this once, the car lights to the devilish face in the Chartres window translate to a cold, cavernous space, like an empty cathedral, created on stage with the flickering hints of reds, yellows, and blue suggesting far off light passing through the colored windows.
Or maybe I'm just tired ...
I like ghat your fatigue takes you to so many pondering of light, this class has had an impact on you ☺
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