TITLE.... TWELVE WINDOWS TIBET
Climbing up paths with lamas, navigating steps hand carved, each rise a different height I marvel at the dressing the holy buildings exhibited. Windows outlined in dark painted wood. Stone walls whitewashed, a brilliance gleaming in the rarified air. Close examination reveals that the paint had been thrown on or poured from the rooftops as if anointing a sacred object. The dried drippings resembled caked candle wax. Each window curtain pleated and hung from the outside framing their views. Prayers flags hung from tall poles thrilled in the wind. Festivities permeate the air.
From Inspired Journeys Collection