There’s a certain irony in this topic: when I think of light this time of year, its the dwindling light and growing darkness that comes to mind. This waning light of the sun, however, is balanced out by the waxing moon as it approaches its full glory and Wiccans all get ready to celebrate with another Esbat. I guess, as an artist, I don’t see ‘light’ as the absence of darkness, but as a sliding value: how much light is there?