A hot and sunny afternoon in Britanny, walking the old ley-lines from crêperie to crêperie, coming upon an ancient chapel almost forgotten amidst the heather and the stones.

Entering the coolness, the stillness, the darkness only broken by the magnificent luminescence of severe leaded-glass saints. But look there, when your eyes have become accustomed to the twilight: a Green Man shows his face from between the stone foliage, an old horned god comes loose from a pillar, a Sheila-Na-Gig spreads her little legs over an obscure doorway... I am happiest when discovering pagan elements in churches and chapels.

My own chapel begins with six leaded-glass windows which are not exactly Christian. They explore the possibilities of applying knotwork and interlacings to human limbs. Not a very new concept - e.g. the interlaced human beings in the ancient manuscripts - but the refreshing artwork of Steve O'Loughlin in the book "New Visions in Celtic Art" gave me some ideas of my own...