The Stag

This stained-glass stag carries the quiet mythology of growing up in the Midwest. Its body is fractured into panes of color like memories held together by lead—winter mornings that fog the breath, long drives through fields that never seem to end, the distant shape of deer standing still at the edge of the road. In the shifting light, the stag becomes both animal and inheritance, a symbol passed down through generations who learned patience from the land and silence from the woods. The glass catches the sun the way memory catches time: briefly, brightly, and never quite the same twice.