Blue, Blue Electric Blue

I have a ‘lost chord’ blue – the blue of late summer nights around midnight. I have been trying to find it in blue glass for years.

The search for the elusive blue became bound up with a fascination with how the glass reflected the light and cast beautiful blue shadows. Marc Chagall’s blue stained glass at Reims cathedral was a revelation.

The glass itself is sexy – texture, the odd bubble.

But most of all I love how it bends and twists the light.

As through water, we see the world, but not the world because of reflection and refraction.

I’m not quite sure where this is going yet, but now we have the light evenings I am determined to explore my blue world, perhaps starting with shadows.