Yesterday Clytie and I went for a long walk, cameras in hand. It is so wonderful that we see same things, yet each of us has our own perspective.
We prowled the ruins of a great mega church, now defunct. The floors of this vast building are covered with refuse and broken glass, the walls punched and broken. Beautiful artwork from street artists occasionally break the monotomy of flagrant abuse.
We found this untouched pane of glass in one room--here we are--Clytie and Beth in Glass.
Beth and Clytie