entropy
For some reason, the way the thorns are curling around the seated figure reminds me of everyone else that got stuck in the sleeping beauty fairy tale. It's almost like the chameleon and the butterfly can't figure out why the woman won't look up.
Meanwhile the most explicit part of the dragon in the stained glass window is his heart. He's protecting four of the pentacles while one is stressing the wall such that it's beginning to show some cracks.
I want to read this as seeing wonder even when everything seems terrible, or about how physical possessions are ultimately fragile, or there's something about that dragon and his heart that sticks out even though he's depicted hoarding what's left under his control.
Any thoughts? I find this one a little difficult to wrap my head around.
Meanwhile the most explicit part of the dragon in the stained glass window is his heart. He's protecting four of the pentacles while one is stressing the wall such that it's beginning to show some cracks.
I want to read this as seeing wonder even when everything seems terrible, or about how physical possessions are ultimately fragile, or there's something about that dragon and his heart that sticks out even though he's depicted hoarding what's left under his control.
Any thoughts? I find this one a little difficult to wrap my head around.