Early in our marriage we were so very blessed to spend 2 years working at Continental Theological Seminary, then known as Continental Bible College, in Belgium. This painting shows a walking path on the college property, winding its way through gentle shady trees and eventually along the edges of a small lake nearby. I loved this quiet place, where I could witness first hand the changes of weather in Belgium, and hear the soft chatter of small birds. What a great way to start our life together Charlie! So glad and grateful we did this. Sending love and and prayers to all we met there–thank you for sharing that time with us! We treasure you forever. May we all find a piece of God’s creation that speaks of His shalom and beauty.
John 19:16-17 reads as follows: “Jesus said to her, ‘Mary.’ She turned and said to Him in Aramaic, ‘Rabboni!’ (which means Teacher). Jesus said to her, “Do not cling to me, for I have not yet ascended to the Father, but go to My brothers and say to them, ‘I am ascending to My Father and your Father, to My God and your God.”
The first Christian holiday to be celebrated is the Resurrection of Jesus. In the soft morning light Mary Magdalene is the first person to encounter Jesus just after He has risen from the dead. Her confusion is understandable, and how do we comprehend Jesus’ curious words, “Do not cling to me?” Leaning on the insight of theologian Joe Heschmeyer, we can ponder Jesus’ words in a new way. Jesus, our Gentle Healer, knows exactly what each of us need in order to deepen and grow our faith. Mary already believed that Jesus was resurrected; unlike Thomas, she didn’t need to touch Jesus to believe. Instead, Jesus commissions her to go tell the good news to His disciples. The first page of Mary’s new story of faith opens to her obedience in telling the disciples about Jesus’ resurrection. May the ears and eyes of our hearts be open to perceive His new story for us.
In honor of the season of Lent, I want to share this painting, “Streams of Mercy.” Inspired by the hymn, “Come Thou Font,” I envisioned the mercy of Jesus as flowing like the purest water from His wounds. As I pondered the wonder of God’s mercy, a childhood memory floated up in my mind. I could hear the gentle voice of the priest praying these words as we prepared for Holy Communion: “…We most humbly beseech Thee, of Thy goodness, O Lord, to comfort and succour all those who in this transitory life are in trouble, sorrow, need, sickness, or any other adversity.” Sometimes the old prayer is the best prayer, and these words resonate in my soul. We all experience hardship and suffering in this very transitory life. It is truly the forever mercy of Jesus that restores and refreshes. Kyrie eleison.
It is the middle of Winter, with snowy ground, barren trees, a chilly sky, and I’m housebound with a broken ankle…my husband has carried my crucial art-making supplies up from the basement to the sunny south-facing dining room. I paint…I work on a long a narrow canvas. Amidst the dark and death-filled daily news, my brush flows with lively, dancing colors. I paint life, singing and touching the canvas. This painting can only be named Banner of Life, an affirmation of the gift of breathing, and a heart that beats. Today I am glad to simply be.
Gardening, working the soil so plants thrive, is a wonderful activity! This painting is about how our souls can flourish; by being rooted in love. Roots are of primary importance for any plant to grow. Roots come first. A tree loses leaves and survives just fine. A tree can be pruned (loss of branches) and be even more fruitful. However, if a root system is compromised, the tree’s existence is threatened. Life’s buffetings and bruisings will happen; if we are solidly rooted in love, we can still be fruitful. This love from God is the best soul-soil. His affection for us, His kindness to us, enriches our souls. As we celebrate Valentine’s Day this month, may we be rooted in God’s abundant love, and not in our technology and social trends. Good, healthy growth in our lives comes when we are deeply rooted in holy love.
Deep in our brains there is a small place called the locus coeruleus which is Latin for blue spot. This tiny place governs how we manage stress and panic. It actually has blue pigment in it. When we are repeatedly exposed to dire stress, our locus coeruleus ceases to function properly. The pathology of this small blue spot can cause depression, and it is studied by neurologists in regards to Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. How interesting, that when we are sad, feeling blue, it can be directly linked to the “blue place” in our brains being out of balance. This painting, comprised of various blue squares and rectangles, is an expression of stressful, blue days that are gradually being brought to the light of love to be made whole. It is a prayer for the healing of the locus coeruleus. There are so many in our society struggling with severe depression. This painting is for you, that you may find the help and healing for your beautiful mind.
Blue Place, oil on canvas, 18″ x 24″. This painting is in the oil painting gallery, and in the shop of my website.
Jesus is pale and weary from blood loss. As He is stretched out on the cross, He watches the Roman soldier nail the sign of accusation against Him. Pilate had the sign written in three languages, Aramaic, Latin, and Greek. In English it reads: “Jesus of Nazareth King of the Jews.” This is how Jesus is labeled by His accusers. Intended as an insult and mockery, these words are the first things ever written directly about Jesus. Think of that; Pilate’s words about Jesus are actually the first Gospel account in a very condensed form, just seven words. Jesus is indeed from Nazareth, raised as the son of a carpenter: He is the Son of Man. He is also called the Son of David, and as such is the King of the Jews.
Whenever a word or phrase is repeated in two (and in this case, three) languages in scripture, I see it as spiritual “highlighting,” using language as a way to get my attention. These languages express three different influential social arenas. Aramaic (similar to Hebrew), was spoken by the Jews, who were greatly oppressed by the the Roman empire. Latin was associated with the Roman government and military, while Greek was the common language of the time, used for culture and commerce. Whatever our realm of influence is, be it spiritual, governmental, military, cultural, or commercial, the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus carry great significance and meaning for us.
As Jesus approaches Golgotha He notices a group of weeping women. It seems odd that He would turn to them and speak, and yet that is just what He does. In spite of being weakened by blood loss from the scourging, He uses whatever precious energy is left in His body to speak to group of women. He redirects their intense grief away from Himself, and gives them permission to weep for themselves and their children. In this brief exchange Jesus validates the deep emotional response of these women of Jerusalem. How many of us, as mothers, have wept and prayed over our sick and hurting children? Our merciful Savior accepts, acknowledges, and affirms all the sorrows that mothers carry.
Jesus can no longer carry His cross due to the blood loss and injuries He sustained from the flogging. The Roman soldiers pull Simon of Cyrene (North Africa) out of the crowd, forcing him to carry Jesus’ cross. Simon was with his two sons, Alexander and Rufus. They were in Jerusalem for the Passover, and accidentally were caught up in the tragic and violent circumstances of Jesus’ crucifixion. For Simon, as a father of 2 young sons, this was indeed a worse case scenario. No one would seek out interaction with the brutal Roman soldiers. Surely he had instructed his sons to avoid the Romans, and here they were, right in the middle of a horrific situation. Simon’s strength enables him to help Messiah Jesus, and his two beloved sons cling to each other and work hard to follow their father.
Welcome to my new gallery that showcases paintings in a fresh style that I call Illuminated Mosaics!
The word “illuminated” describes the vibrant combination of light and color used to illustrate manuscripts during the Medieval era. The hand-written Bibles and Psalters were adorned with brilliant jewel tones and precious metals. The light that gleamed from the gold leaf served as a light source for the beautiful miniature paintings. They are as inspirational today as they were 700 years ago. The rich pigments I mix for my paintings echo this delight in creativity and expression.
My paintings are a celebration of color and squares; a simple shape is filled with joyful light. Mosaics fascinate me and I love their ancient history! The first mosaics were smooth stones arranged in pleasing patterns on floors and walls; essentially a way to bring exquisite beauty to buildings. But mosaics are not just an ancient art form; we see this concept of squares as a motif in modern media. All digital images, whether photographs on my iPhone or the movies streaming on Apple TV, are comprised of minute squares called pixels. My use of colorful squares to create these paintings is my tribute to an artistic expression that spans 2 millennia and counting.
The painting below is called “Man as a Tangent on the Eternal,” and was inspired by the writings of Abraham Heschel. A tangent shares one point with any given object and is a metaphor of how powerful the love of God is when it touches even one point of my soul.