Originally, the sculpture was called "I will leave a light burning", but after today, and comments from people, I have decided to rename it "Vigil" - and because the concept of waiting intrigues me, and I'm sure there will be more work around 'Vigils' in future, this is "Vigil I". The writing on the glass is a letter from World War II, written by a soldier, Fred, to his wife - although I do have a lot of letters from him, she is never addressed as anything other than 'darling', so I don't know her name. The letters I have span several years - this one is from 1941 - and one thing I noticed is that his letters to his wife are not always only loving - he chides her for decisions she makes in his absence, accuses her of not caring, since she hasn't managed to get him released from duty, and calls her a liar, since he isn't receiving as many letters from her as she says she wrote. And yet, he writes that he adores her, and talks of their dream of starting a new life as soon as he returns home. Although I know neither him nor her, I picture a relationship complicated by the war, bringing out personality traits through circumstances and despair. And yet, since the letters I have continue all the way into the late 50s, I know that she waited for him, waited for Fred to come home.
Interestingly, most people thought that is should be unbearable for me to sit there for 11 hours, waiting for the camera to take a shot every two minutes. But it wasn't. Cold though it was, it was good to spend time just...waiting.
For more photos of today, please visit the Folly page. There will be a 'making of' video at some point, too, but for now, please meet "Vigil I".