I began to stray somewhat from my self-prescribed style, adding photographic techniques and fonts and reflecting on certain devotional words. Perhaps that was something to do with flying to Gozo in the week before Christmas. The air, and the culture are vastly different here to the UK where my project began (despite the colonial hangover that is the sale of mince pies!)
My final Christmas day reflection - probably tacky in some people's eyes - deliberately echoes the gaudy but supremely devotional altar display that the photo was taken from. Despite the flora, and a very white baby Jesus, the love was very apparent.
May love be apparent for you this coming year.