We have not been church-goers for many years but early memories are very powerful and the richness of Christian iconography, architecture, church music, painting and so on is extremely powerful. Of the piles of CDs in my printing office (see earlier photograph!) a high proportion are of church music.
Many years ago I found this piece of wood and hung it on an (outside) wall of our house – thinking that it looked quite like a dancer, or an angel or even . . .
As the years of rain and wind have lashed around in the courtyard in which the piece of wood hangs, it seems to have been changed, has become more stark. The soft tissues of the wood have washed or rotted away leaving the hard remains. It was always a lovely object but the passage of time has refined it, I feel, into something very special.