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The background of my painting definitely possesses a “coolness factor.” As I described in Post 1 of this project, I reused my canvas and created this painting over the top of one that I had already made, but wasn’t fond of. In addition, I glued squares of aluminum foil to my canvas and then painted over them. Thus, the background of my painting is lumpy and bumpy, full of texture! I love it! Looking at my flowers, however, I decided my work needed one last touch…
I set out to add texture to my flowers. What did I have to lose? After all, from its inception, this project was all about experimentation. The key, though, would be adding pizzazz without taking away from the integrity of the flowers; to enhance, not detract.
The nature of my challenge defined: to help, not harm
How could I act in the best interest of my blue flowers (helping, not harming) and also act in the best interest of my entire painting? What would be the best way to enhance the flowers while also benefiting my painting as a whole (again – help, not harm)?
In philosophy, it is called “Consequentialism,” a viewpoint that is focused on producing the best overall results (consequences). Love is a key element of consequentialism. Loving all people is central: We try to create the best outcomes and benefits for others impartially, as long as helping one person does not harm others.
“Everything you do should be done in love.”
1 Corinthians 16:14
As I rummaged through my art supplies in search of that perfect “ingredient” to enhance my blue flowers, I began to philosophically ponder the state of our country through the lens of consequentialism. This contemplation then led me to realize I have not been doing my part, I had not been regularly praying for our country’s leaders. Perhaps you too have forgotten this duty lately.
Leaders have pretty tough jobs and often need our prayers.If America’s leadership is to help its citizens without adversely harming them as well – consequentialism – then we must support them through the power of prayer.
When Harry S. Truman took up the office of the Presidency after Franklin Roosevelt’s death, he wrote down a prayer for himself. His prayer was…
“…At this moment, I have in my heart a prayer. As I have assumed my heavy duties, I humbly pray Almighty God, in the words of King Solomon: ‘Give therefore thy servant an understanding heart to judge thy people, that I may discern between good and bad; for who is able to judge this thy so great a people?’ I ask only to be a good and faithful servant of my Lord and my people.”
God has instructed us on the power of prayer and he has instructed us to pray for our lands and our leaders, assuring us that he has the power to direct the hearts of our kings (Proverbs 21:1). And so, that we must do…
We must pray for the city in which we live and the country in which we live, for “…if it prospers, so too will you prosper” (Jeremiah 29:7).
We must ask that those who lead be given the gift of wisdom and that they “serve the Lord with fear and celebrate his rule with trembling” (Psalm 2:10-11).
These things we must do; through humbleness, benevolent prayer, and giving thanks we shall be able to live out a “quiet and peaceful” life (Timothy 2:1-2).
And so my work begins, so too your work begins… I will keep reminding myself of my duty to pray for my country, my duty to pray for those who serve and for those who lead my country. And, I will also pray that you will take up this cross with me as we continue ahead, day by day.
I came across two bottles of fabric paint (that’s right, fabric paint); one yellow, one gold. This medium provided an excellent 3-D quality without overpowering the piece itself. First I used the yellow to loosely outline each flower petal, choosing squiggly lines to avoid unwanted rigidity of appearance. Next I used the gold paint to follow the petals again, this time placing the gold paint just to the inside of the yellow paint.
Next, I dripped a couple of tiny droplets of water on a couple of petals on each flower. I used my finger to smear the water into the fabric paint to blur the yellow and gold paints together in just a few select places. This was done simply to give another element of light and depth to the flowers.
Finally, I added dots of gold to accent the center of my flowers.
*This was the final step of my painting. Next, I will create a post to display the final product.
Holding a hard-bristled dish brush in one hand, I stared at my painting contemplating what I was about to do to it, to inflict upon it. I took one last deep breath and then began scrubbing my painting with ferocity and determination. I scrubbed – and I scrubbed – and I scrubbed – chipping away at the very paint I had purposefully laid upon that canvas. I chiseled away parts of the blue flower petals that I had so carefully composed.
I was on a mission to expose flecks of the aluminum foil squares that I had used as the foundation beneath my painting. It was actually working! It sure was not easy though. Actually, the entire scrubbing process required far more elbow grease than I had anticipated. It also took some time. Nevertheless, I began to be filled with more and more pleasure as the fruit of my labor began to be seen.
As I continued, switching off between arms after one became tired from scrubbing, I remembered a brief verse in the book of Genesis.
“The LORD God took the man and put him in the Garden of Eden to work it and take care of it.” (Genesis, 2:15)
Wait… Adam had to work when he was living in the Garden of Eden? Yes, he sure did. We (humans) were designed by God to toil, to work (in many different forms of course). Even in Eden, life for Adam and Eve was not without effort.
Sometimes we can become discouraged at our constant toils, wishing life were an endless vacation. However, hard work is often a blessing in disguise. Work gives us pleasure and satisfaction in seeing the products of our labor. Work gives us purpose and a sense of self-worth. Work allows us to find a sense of value and pride in ourselves, often when we need it the most.
So, whatever you do each day – whether it is sowing a field, filing paperwork, waking repeatedly in the night to feed a crying baby, turning wrenches, raising children, flipping burgers, etc. – do it heartily. The fruits of your labor might not be seen right away, but in time you shall be blessed.
“Commit your work to the Lord, and your plans will be established.” (Proverbs 16:3)
You have probably seen old buildings with paintings on the side. Although weathering and age have stripped pieces of those paintings away you can still see the integrity of the images. That was my goal in scrubbing my painting in order to allow the aluminum to peak through. I didn’t want to demolish my work, but instead allow small flecks of foil to add depth, texture and character to the piece.
Project 1, Post 6: To Pee or Not To Pee… It’s Complicated
In my last post I described my intention to paint “simplistic” blue flowers, as well as the fact that simplicity isn’t one of my innate artistic abilities. Well, my blue flowers have now turned out more complicated than I intended for them to be. Yes, my three, blue flowers are still somewhat simple, but far more complicated than I had imagined in my mind. This is often the case with my artwork.
Note: In my next post, I will test my original hypothesis and will try to UNCOVER the aluminum foil that I laid underneath my painting. I shall see if it actually works! Gosh, I sure hope that it does!!!
(Read the Artistic Process below the Reflection.)
In life, there are few issues that are simple, black and white, and straight forward. Most of life’s journey leads us down complicated paths and requires us to make decisions regarding complicated choices, complicated issues. …Such is true for the North Carolina “Bathroom Bill.”
Celebrities, sports organizations, large companies, politicians, etc. have decried North Carolina’s law requiring people use the restroom that coincides with the sex on their birth certified, which in almost all cases is one’s biological sex.
It’s discrimination! It’s bigotry! It’s hate! – Or is it?
There are several key elements/points one must examine to determine the answer to this question:
These harmless examples show how every day, good, normally honest people will sometimes be dishonest for their own gain. Do you know anyone who used a fake ID in high school or college?
*The point is that it is foolish to presume anything contrary to the absolute, concrete fact that there would most definitely be people jumping at the chance to “identify” as one sex in order to gain access to the restroom used by people of the other sex simply for perverse, personal gain.
Would a representative government rank and determine the innate value of its citizens by the amount of corporate money it receives? Does Apple determine your personal worth? Of course not.
This is a complicated issue that has little, if any link to acceptance and discrimination- the black and white clarity that some would prefer us to believe. As a minister I feel it is my duty to point out the truths that are often hidden beneath the emotional hysteria of public outrage.
In conclusion, when considering – and I mean honestly considering – the above points I believe it is extremely difficult to deny the evidence that North Carolina in no way acted in a discriminatory, bigoted or hateful fashion. Instead, I argue that the state should be commended for its common sense, critically composed and conceptualized policy: a policy that far more adequately represents its own citizens than any pretend-policy that may possibly be proposed by the “vocabulary-stone” throwing, loud mouths attempting to degrade the very human worth of all who oppose their subjective, ever-evolving views.
I pray that the leaders in North Carolina will be given the strength needed to stay the course and that those so filled with anger and misinformation find the peace and openness of mind to consider the truths of some views contrary to their own. I also pray that all of us are able to understand and consider just how complicating some issues are and that we seek that information in order to be informed citizens. Amen!
To add depth, I used bright, light blue and white to define the outer edges of the petals, especially where the petals overlap. To further accentuate this, I used deep, dark blue directly next to the bright blues and whites, giving the illusion of shadow upon the lower petals. To add a pinch of color variation, I used my fingers to smear yellow paint onto the petals in small areas. Later, in keeping with a contemporary-impressionistic approach, I used solid black to outline the flowers, adding a few black flecks upon the petals where desired. *Note: If you have difficulty with placing lights and darks, just reference a picture of a flower and focus on the shadows and brightest points on each petal.
In the background, I added tall reeds using long, smooth strokes. I brought in the yellow from the petals by creating the illusion of wheat/cat tails. Using quick, rapid, “conscience—free” strokes of the paint brush, I striped/flicked on the paint to create the feathering bristles of tall wheat grass.
Project 1, Post 5: From Blue Blobs to Blue Flowers, Having the Strength to Stay the Course
I love springtime! My favorite color happens to be blue, so I decided on painting simplistic, blue flowers over my canvas’s background. I wanted to paint in the utmost simplest of fashions, omitting my usual artistic flares or intensities. First I simply laid out the general area of the flowers by painting a blue base color to form the general shape of three flowers.
Ah! For some reason it startled me! I can’t articulate exactly why, for even I still don’t entirely understand my sudden and strong emotions that my actions induced. I was just startled.
“Oh no!” I thought to myself, “I’ve ruined my painting!”
“What was I thinking?”
“I can’t do this right.”
Well, there is a well-documented and long, long history (from the beginning of time, really) of us humans acting based solely on emotions and feeling. This action of events has rarely lead us flawed creatures in the right direction. After all, emotions have a tendency to take over our typically rational selves and turn us into “non-thinkers.”
I realized, “Why am I questioning myself?” “Paige, you know how to paint a flower!”
“Why on Earth would you be second guessing yourself over this?”
Ding! Ding! Ding!
So, I charged onward, staying the course.
A lot of things in the world today evoke a great deal of emotions. Christians are typically very empathetic and our sympathies can often lead us to question our own Christian beliefs and can sometimes even lead us to act against our own well-being or against the well-being of others. The course of events in life and in politics can be very, very confusing. Sometimes we may feel at odds with our own religion, especially as the world and our society begin to replace basic Christian morals with new, “progressive,” worldly morals of right and wrong.
It is extremely easy for us to slip down the wrong road and allow our compassion and empathy for others to convince ourselves that we silly Christians had simply been misunderstanding the unchanged words of God and Jesus for over two thousand years.
This is acting on emotion. This same act can also lead us into a new kind of arrogance, as if we “new Christians” know better, are smarter and are the only all-knowing, true Christians. Ah, but BEWARE! There is no virtue in being arrogant and smug. Nor is there any virtue in assuming the word of God can be deconstructed to conform to any set of ever changing worldly ideologies.
Instead, we Christians must stay the course, steady in His truth.
This is not an easy task. So, I offer the following scripture as a bit of encouragement and guidance to help you stay steady on your feet and on the true path of the Lord: (1 John, 2:15-17)
“Do not love the world or the things in the world. The love of the Father is not in those who love the world; for all that is in the world – the desire of the flesh, the desire of the eyes, the pride of riches – comes not from the Father but from the world. And the world and its desire are passing away, but those who do the will of God will live forever.”
First I laid out the location for the three flowers using a medium blue base. I did not focus on the precise shape of a flower, as those details take away from the freeing element in artistic process. Next, I used a darker blue from the same blue-toned family to add variation. This was done using free, quick strokes from a medium-sized paintbrush. I made sure to leave the lighter, base blue color visible around the edges to form the illusion of petals. I made sure not to apply the darker blue in a uniform way. God’s natural world is not uniform. In real flowers, the positions of the petals and the direction of lights, as well as things like other leaves that might obscure the light, create a varying shade within each individual flower petal. Instead of getting too caught up in where the darker blue “should” go, it is important to remember that you can always paint over it.
*Next, I will be adding more depth to my flowers…. The process continues!
A Stray Pup & Forgiveness
As I finally took some time to work on my painting my mind replayed the busy last few weeks of my life. – Wow! What an interesting few weeks it has been!
“To err is human. To forgive, divine.” (Alexander Pope)
It began on a Saturday when a stray dog wandered up. The second that I laid eyes on him I let out a gasp in complete shock and disbelief. Never, ever have I seen a living creature look so dead. The dog, a Boxer, hesitantly came over to accept an offering of food and water from my husband. The poor boy’s little bobbed, nub of a tail wagged incessantly. His body had been reduced to a semi-alive, emaciated, skeletal condition. Each vertebrae, each rib, each joint in the hips and the shoulder were almost as formatively visible as any veterinary program’s fleshless, skeletal teaching specimen held together by wire. The Boxer is a breed of large dog, and yet this boy’s waist (behind the ribs and before the hips) had been reduced to a mere 2 ½ or 3 inches max. His movements were slow and lethargic. He had no energy left in his little body. We happily took this poor boy in hoping to bring him back to health.
“Houston” as the stray pup is now called (after the street where he was found) had no flees and was remarkably clean. He even sat for me when I asked. He was not micro-chipped and had no collar or identification. To spite his horrific body condition and appearance, his hair was soft, like a puppy’s. A thorough vet exam produced an educated estimate of his age to be around 6 months to 1 ½ years.
As much as I wanted to believe that “Houston” had been wandering about for long enough to have landed himself in such a dire physical state, the clues point us to a far more likely, far more unpleasant circumstance. Houston was likely kept inside and simply not fed. The reasons why a person or persons might not feed an animal vary, but the result is definite.
Yet, this dog has demonstrated more divinity in his plight than most humans.
“We must develop and maintain the capacity to forgive. He who is devoid the power to forgive is devoid the power to love. There is some good in the worst of us and some evil in the best of us. When we discover this, we are less prone to hate our enemies.” (Martin Luther King Jr.)
In spite of being starved, Houston has forgiven men. He clearly has reason to begrudge the human kind, yet he doesn’t. Instead, he forgive. He loves. Houston, through his ability to forgive, has actually given himself a fresh start. Gone are days of the past. Gone are those broken relationships. Now, new relationships are formed: relationships based on love in spite of past transgressions. Had he not come to us, he likely would have perished within the week.
Today, in America, we see various special interest groups on university campuses comprised of students demanding a variety of measures that they believe will right past wrongs, end all pain, and put the world at peace. Many of these demands center on “white privilege.” The idea that past grievances determine the “goodness” of an entire race of people is not only illogical and shallow, but is also diminishes the humanity and the value and worth of those people as well. This idea has no clear goal in mind. There is no pot of gold at the end of this rainbow. Instead, “endocrinees” of this social theory are none the better: these young people are still left with a spiritual void in their souls, hearts primarily filled with anger, and minds focused solely on vengeance.
Behind the anger lies pain. Pain can only be healed through love. Forgiveness is hard, but it allows us to let go of our pain and finally move on.
Christ taught us to strive for forgiveness.
“The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.” (Mahatma Gandhi)
Just like “Houston” has demonstrated, it is through forgiveness that we unload the weight of the past, giving ourselves a new start, a new future. Forgiveness isn’t just a gift to others. Forgiveness is one of the greatest gifts we can give ourselves.
So, the next time you feel angry, wronged, please remember that the weight of anger only drags us down. The gift of forgiveness is what allows us to move forward. We should all, myself included, be a little more like dear “Houston.”
I have been suffering from “artist’s block.” Finally, I decided I would try painting some very simple blue flowers. I do love the spring! So, this week, I just played around with a few simple lines, adding a background of “reeds” before I go any further.
“From Division to Unity”
Inspired by the idea of color-blocking I applied a few squares of color to my painting. The result? Eeesh…
My painting looked chopped up, discombobulated. Staring at the damage I had done, I recalled King Nebuchadnezzar’s dream interpreted by Daniel and recorded in the Book of Daniel, chapter 2.
King Nebuchadnezzar was the greatest ruler of Babylon and responsible for the creation of the famous Hanging Gardens of Babylon. This great nation, once encompassing south Mesopotamia, ultimately fell. Nebuchadnezzar’s dream, as interpreted by Daniel, described the great nations that would come to rise after Babylon.
The king dreamed of “statue” with a head made of gold. Below the head of gold was a breast and arms were made of silver. The stomach/abdomen were made of brass. The legs were made of iron. Finally, the feet were made of part iron and part clay. A rock was thrown, hitting the statue’s feet. The feet were crushed and the entire structure crumble into pieces on the ground becoming dust. Wind carried away the dust. All that was left was the stone that had destroyed the “statue.” The rock then became a mountain, seemingly filling the whole Earth.
The golden head represented the King Nebuchadnezzar’s great Babylon.
The silver breast and arms represented a kingdom which would follow, but without Babylon’s strength.
The kingdom of brass would then follow which would rule all of the Earth.
A fourth nation made of iron would follow. With the strength of iron, this nation would crush all the others.
Lastly, the feet made of iron and clay represent the fifth nation. Being part iron, this nation will have some of the strength of the fourth (all iron) nation. However, this fifth nation is divided. The two parts of this divided nation would try to join together, “But they will not stay together any more than iron mixes with clay” (Daniel, 2:43).
In Matthew, chapter 12, Jesus tells us that a divided nation cannot last, saying “Every nation divided into groups that fight each other is going to be destroyed. Every city or family divided into groups that fight each other will not stand” (Matthew, 12:25). He goes on to say, “If the Devil puts out the Devil, he is divided against himself….. But if I put out Demons by the Spirit of God, then the holy nation of God is come to you” (Matthew, 12:26, 28).
….. Thus, for my painting, I faithfully decided to go the route of unity, not division, and I quickly worked to remedy my artistic blunder.
America today is a divided nation. In some ways we are divided into many groups who are fighting one another as Jesus described in Matthew. America is also divided in two, like the iron and clay feet depicted in King Nebuchadnezzar’s dream. Once you slice a pizza, it is never whole again.
The Devil is walking amongst us, causing Christians to question the tenants of their faith and causing fellow Americans to turn against each other. Groups who seek to cast out the Devil by the Devil’s own means simply further divide us. Sadly, these groups are no more holy than a fox with mange.
It is important for Americans to remember that our nation became great because of two things:
Only God can caste the demons out of our country, of our society and heal a divided nation. If we continue to turn our back on Christ and his teaching, we are allowing the Devil to divide us.
Keep your faith.
Renew your dedication.
Ensure your body does not become a divided nation itself.
Using acrylic paint, I tried color-blocking a few small squares before I stopped. To reunify my piece, I chose to follow the same whitewashing technique described in my last post (Project 1, Post 2: Whitewashing). Now what? Looking at my painting I feel I have a suitable background. Now what? What will I paint? I’m not sure… My mind is filled with many ideas and, for this painting, I will simply be proceeding in the spirit of experimentation!