Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Shattered Glass

A glass coffee table top shattered. I stacked the shards as high as possible then ran the hose over the whole pile. It fascinated me how such an innocent thing as water completely softened the razor edge.



This is clear glass, and yet like a glacier or a diamond, gathers color. It entranced me. 




Iced confusion. Broken, shattered dreams. 





Piled up, the pieces are beautiful 




Light. Stacked. Captured. As a whole, enchanting.

Nancy's photo of layered 'found' paper inspired this. 

16 comments:

nAncY said...

woah! very pretty!

Glynn said...

The photos are themselves a poem.

Melissa said...

That was just beautiful.

togetherforgood said...

Beautiful! I love how we can find beauty in the simplest thing. It is a gift from God. :)

Maureen said...

These are such cool photos, Kathleen. The glass in the first image is sculptural; in the last, it looks like cascading water.

You have a great eye!

Kandi said...

I love the color too!

S. Etole said...

iced confusion ... I like that

Kathleen said...

Nancy, this is your fault you know. :) Thanks Glynn, Melissa, Together, Maureen and Kandi. Appreciate the feedback greatly.

Deidra said...

Really beautiful!

Laura said...

the light play belies the danger of the sharp shards. sometimes life can be that way. i love how you see beauty in the moment, kathleen.

shrinkthecamel said...

Beautiful photo's, and the way you link them to metaphors for our lives. Shattered ice. It reminds me of the winter, icicles: beautiful arctic shards of light.

Kathleen said...

Thanks Deidre. Belies danger indeed, Laura. Yes, me too, Camel.

ELK said...

stunning images of beauty in the broken

A Simple Country Girl said...

Water softens the razor edge--much akin to what God does to us.

Lovely images.

Blessings.

Phoenix-Karenee said...

These photos tangle with my thoughts in a visible representation of the heart attitude gradually emerging into the light of faith, and even as the broken edges of life are deluged with tears, it turns out that God has good purpose. Too often it's easy to believe that brokenness is bad. But when God fills the spaces with His strength, then the more broken we are the better.

I will be linking to this post from my blog today or tomorrow, I think, but I was wondering if you'd give me permission to borrow one of your photos for the post?

Monica Sharman said...

Wow. Beauty in the shards!