My mother owns here own business and is my absolute hero. She scarifies so much for her family and has built her career out of love and pure dedication. This weekend I was helping her around her office, which is an old historical house in my hometown. and as I was walking around I spotted these light pools on the floor coming in from this antique door. The pools were these round shapes that all seemed different but what they shared this rainbow coloring. I never noticed (or appreciated rather) that this door that could appear so mundane possessed the power to make something so beautiful.
The door was full of glass that acted like a prism. I became slightly obsessed with this light. It was a clear example of the visible color spectrum that we saw and discussed I class but more than that it was so comforting that this extraordinary display of light is the world my extraordinary mother lives in.




