The Light In My Eye

I had this sheet of acetate saying 'the light in my eye' left over from when i displayed it on the projector last assessment, and I've stuck it to the skylight directly above my desk. I often sit and look up at it, watching the sky grow dark in the evening and thinking about the light fading from my eye. When it grows dark, the words cannot be made out against the night sky. I find this really poetic; there is something so simple about it, but so fitting. I wonder how I would make this a work that could actually be acknowledged. I quite like it being so spontaneous and makeshift. It is also so subtle that you would probably miss it unless you were in the right position because when you are standing up it merges with the houses in the background. (This reminds me of when I'm not wearing glasses or contacts and everything that is the same colour merges into each other. I can only make out contrast.)