Abba Lot went to see Abba Joseph and said to him, “Abba as far as I can I say my little office, I fast a little, I pray and meditate, I live in peace and as far as I can, I purify my thoughts. What else can I do?” then the old man stood up…Read more All Flame
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Believing What I Can’t See
Many times for me, painting is a language I speak to myself – to affirm what I know to be true and thus to persuade my own heart to believe. The physical world around me, in a similar way, constantly whispers metaphors to me concerning spiritual truths. In this painting, for example, I wrestle with Newton's third law…Read more Believing What I Can’t See
Trying Again
I would really like to just stop painting. I'm weary of the creative journey at the moment. The impetus - I entered a show and didn't get in. And I thought - I'm done with this. I would like to be happy doing something else. I made it almost a month, and then I couldn't…Read more Trying Again
Resurrection
What if Love has the power to pull you through darkness into looming space so broad and free it takes your breath away? And what if Love's mighty agenda is to crown you with the treasures gathered in darkness? What if Love knows the way to resurrection? ........................................................... I am convinced that the theme of death and resurrection is encoded…Read more Resurrection
A Painting Path (A Creative Process)
When painting, I struggle for equilibrium between spontaneity and purpose, freedom and planning, energy and control. After four years of painting full-time, of steadfast exploration, perhaps I am finally finding a rhythm. My most recent work, The Other Side, emerges from this path of painting. Sometimes someone will ask me how long it takes to…Read more A Painting Path (A Creative Process)
Loving You Still (Always)
I lie flat on my back in rustling shade, gazing at the wide-eyed blue eye of forever, clear as far as I can see. Then sneaking into the outer rim of my vision, billows of twirling whirligigs, shrouding the afternoon sun. I sit up, surprised, as myriad ripple across the sky, like laughter. The…Read more Loving You Still (Always)
Always (Love Never Ends)
It's been about five years since my Dad left this earth. His departure shocked me and shook me to the core of my being. Of kindred spirits, he was one of the closest. The current of mutual adoration running between us was so abruptly cut off, I was left disoriented and blind, suddenly lost…Read more Always (Love Never Ends)
