DRAMA OF A DOVE
DRAMA OF A DOVE It is a beautiful piece of art. A gift to my husband and me from a dear family member, it hangs in our huge front window, a tribute both to love of family and the talent of a local artist. A dove, the symbol of peace, carries a small olive branch, as in the Bible story of Noah’s ark. The dove is simply yet intricately designed, in subtle shades of brown and grey, wings held high. It appears to be flying right out of the picture, as the leaves on the twig in its mouth are carried into the border. The whole piece is made of a square of bevelled glass, surrounded by a border of sky blue. The artist’s mark is on the back. As I was looking at the dove pendant this morning, I thought it looked disappointingly dull, drab in fact. Where was the beauty? Where was the shine? The brown colours melded into the dullness of the weather to make the work look static and lifeless. Putting the dove out of my mi