Thursday, January 22, 2015


Enbrethiliel said...


This is an interesting, haunting one because the conch seems so old and venerable and protective toward the young candle . . . but it's clear which one is going "to go out" first.

It's a little like the traditions with lights and children on St. Lucy's day, at the start of winter. The light is slipping away without moving away. Such is the transitory nature of things. But the conch will have to suffer a little longer before the world is made new again (both God's creation and man's creations!) and they can meet once more.

Paul Stilwell said...

I wish I could paint and draw for a long lifetime just to hear your interpretations.