When Angels Weep

She was gold before the red—pure, powerful, even honored in a juried show. But the world changed, and I couldn’t leave her untouched. I added the red not to ruin her, but to tell the truth because even angels must weep when they witness what we do to one another.

Her wings are still there. Her form is still elegant. But now she carries sorrow—dripping, visible, holy.
When Angels Weep is about grief that doesn’t hide. It’s a cry from heaven’s edge, a witness wrapped in gold and marked by pain.

“My eyes flow with rivers of tears because of the destruction of my people.” —Lamentations 3:48

39″ h 3″ w 4″ d  (10 lbs)

Metal, Cosplay Foam, Plaster, Cardboard, Styrofoam, Gold Paint, Resin