On the corner of SE 3rd and Clay, there is burned out and abandoned building. It is a shell of its former self, littered with broken glass, twisted metal and graffiti, remnants of recent uninvited guests. However, in one square of one window pane, visible through this barbed wire-surrounded industrial shell, sparkles a colorful display of public art. This stained glass display was carefully placed by a renegade artist; it not guided by any committees,  funded by taxpayer dollars, and it attributes no credit to its creator. It simply exists as a proud statement of its own beautiful randomness.