Memories of rainy days. It didn't seem to matter back then, we played all the time in the rain. Now we are fragile so I have to walk in it now to remind myself, and I dream I am flying in the rain with the birds, dragonflies, butterflies and the owls that don't usually fly in the rain.
This child like piece is made using strips of clear and bumpy glass. The glass rain adhered to an acrylic painting on plywood.
acrylic paint, glass, grout
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