The In-Between Angel and Fleeting Iridescence

angel of the waters, Bethesda Fountain
An angel between the sun and the lens
Angels should not be backlighted, spotlighted, highlighted, or otherwise intentionally lighted; presumably, they are self-reliant in that respect. And if heavenly wing-bearers were to play with soap bubbles, the colorful capsules would not burst on contact with clouds.
But this is not heaven, real or imaginary, and these are not dimensionless bodies. Besides, there is not even a speck of a cloud here today. It is the heart of Manhattan, Central Park, where both the angels and the soap bubbles are crafted by human hands. Both are visible to human eyes and tangible to human minds without otherworldly intervention.