This is the first stained glass window I made of my own design. (I made a few pieces of someone else’s pattern before that, but I don’t post them to this site.)
When I was a kid, my father had a farm. Before he bought it, a wolf got into the pigpen and killed a sow and her piglets. The owners were selling the farm, so they just covered the carcasses in a mound of dirt.
As a six-year-old, that frightened the Hell out of me. I wouldn’t go near it. That imagery has stayed with me throughout my life.