“I would like to paint the way a bird sings.” ―
Here is my newest project. It is supposed to be a bird in a snowy forest, as you can see on the Christmas card (1st pic below) that inspired me.
Each little piece of glass was cut by hand. At the end of every session I had some nicks and cuts. I love working with mosaics so much I don’t mind a little pain.
I am just glad that it does resemble a bird, or does it?
“The reason birds can fly and we can’t is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.” ―
“For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly.” ―
“In order to see birds it is necessary to become a part of the silence.” ―
“Some birds are not meant to be caged, that’s all. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when you open the cage to feed them they somehow fly out past you. And the part of you that knows it was wrong to imprison them in the first place rejoices, but still, the place where you live is that much more drab and empty for their departure.” ―