Weeping With Us; 2013; 20" x 29 1/2"; mixed media: watercolor, charcoal, pastel. Many years ago, I painted this image about grief and finding God so very present, actually weeping with me in it. Now, please allow me to share with you about a book written by a dear friend of mine that powerfully captures…Read more When God Weeps With Us
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When the Physical Expresses the Spiritual
Tonia Nifong and Evelyn Wyss, 40:31 Dance Collective of Colorado Springs, "Hide me in the cleft." I am currently intrigued by the idea of the physical body as a seed for our eternal being, as a tangible hint of transcendent truth. Through artistic studies, I'm ruminating: What if our visceral beings germinate in the soil…Read more When the Physical Expresses the Spiritual
Hope When the World is Deconstructing
Immortal Seeds, Fall; 2022; 19" x 23"; watercolor, ink, acrylic, graphite, chalk. In Autumn, the world deconstructs. Leaves whirl, trees bend, flowers wilt. Do I believe God sometimes rescues us, that God is able to change circumstances with a mere thought? Yes! Absolutely! And sometimes He does. But sometimes fall yields to winter, and nights…Read more Hope When the World is Deconstructing
Evening Song
Evening Song; 2021; 15.5" x 25.5"; watercolor, acrylic, pastel, chalk, graphite, ink. John 1:5, "The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome." There was a time not too long ago when the darkness hovered near. Chaotic world events and challenges all around leached me dry. I snuck away to a monastery for…Read more Evening Song
Hope in troubled times…
It's not that I'm ignoring the pain and chaos. No, I am not forgetting, but transcending....
When the End is Only the Beginning…
Generations; 2021; 17" x 21"; mixed media: watercolor, acrylic, graphite. Time and space bind our lives; we glimpse but a sliver of eternity. We begin, we live, we leave. Playing our part in an epic adventure, our perceptions are limited to our minute senses. But there is One who holds it all together: By Whom,…Read more When the End is Only the Beginning…
The Artist as Sower
If I create the seeds myself, hold them in my hand, they blow away in the wind like so much chaff. But if He creates the seeds, if He scatters them, that is an altogether different harvest... Both belong to Him. Seeds 1; 2021; 9" x11.75"; mixed media: watercolor, acrylic, ink, graphite, chalk, pastel. Seeds…Read more The Artist as Sower
Would you be willing to help?
Dear friends, My fiction manuscript proposal is ready for my literary agent to present to publishers, but "platform" is vital to publishers these days - they want to see a ready-made following for a new author before accepting the project. Currently, 264 readers subscribe to my newsletter, and 1000 is the minimum expected by publishers.…Read more Would you be willing to help?
God of The Details
Su on a boat in Ha Long Bay Allow me to share a story of hope with you. High in a Vietnamese mountain village, cheerful, brightly colored tribal clothing adorned a girl. But the orphaned child's eyes were dull, and the corners of her mouth inevitably turned downward. In her village, Su was known as “the girl…Read more God of The Details
Colleen Briggs Art & Writing 