Summer’s end and a day off from work. A supersweet day to honor the backbreaking labor of workers who built America and kept it going. Like these two. 100 more words
One thing that the deep shadows inside the church at Kissos could not hide, was the mind numbing detail of the alter.
My eyes were in overdrive, the sheer scale of the detail was too much to take in, in just one visit. 387 more words
The heavy burden of visual reflection. The jaded misinterpretation of outward appearance. My routine and self-perception is all too often dictated by mirrors. Thus to wake up in a word without mirrors, you say, would help me focus on the truly important—what lies inside. 27 more words