This is My Body: Figure Drawing Session #1

 

The other day, I had the chance to work with Alex Alford at the Colourfield studio in Asheville. Being able to connect with him, to lay everything down and work together to create art: that was a wonderful treat.

And this, perhaps, how art should be created: not by putting on faces, but by tossing our masks aside and being truly ourselves. This is the challenge. May we all, as artists and as people, step up to the plate.

Picnic

The sun shines upon our windshield as we drive down the Blue Ridge, blaring 106.9 as we drive ’round bikers and sight seers toward the top of Grandfather Mountain.

Finally, we get there and we pull over and park. We pull the picnic stuff out of the back, the basket and the food and the sparkling water and the blankets. We take the short hike up through the trees, waving to other hikers, families and couples and elderly people with dogs.

We reach the top. We go out to the edge and look out. People are taking selfies. We stretch out our blanket and set up shop. We talk about the day, of work and worries, of small celebrations. We eat every last morsel and drink every drop, then we pack up and go home.

The view is just as lovely going down. It’s not about the journey or even the destination, but the time together. You gotta redeem the time while you can, cuz it’s fleeting. That’s for sure.

In the meantime, we’re happy just being us.

Through the Night

They held each other’s hands
as they watch the sun descend up on the waters.
they laid back upon that picnic blanket,
there by the lake,
as the moon arose.

“I thought I was alone in this world,” said one.
“Me too,” said the other.
“I’m glad we’re here,” said the first.

“Me too,” seconded the second.

And they cuddled and cooed

until Sun rose up again.

Einstein’s Dice

Albert Einstein once said, “God does not play with dice.”

He was speaking of quantum theory. They were beginning to find that atomic particles, on the subatomic level, exist in multiple locations and cannot be nailed down to just one.

But Einstein, even though he pioneered quantum theory, disagreed. He swore science would be able to define everything, but that was not the case.

No matter how much we are able to describe about the Universe, still a part of it evades description and remains a mystery.

Even the smartest minds cannot begin to fathom the wonder of the Divine, but it is so much fun finding out little bits more each day.

Our God is a Living God

Often our God is defined that by the space in which we serve Him.

The Israelites had their temple.

The Canaanites, their high places.

The Europeans had their cathedrals.

We moderns have our office buildings and amphitheaters.

I like to quote George Carlin in such instances:

“why do they call them buildings,

they’ve already been built.”

So, find me out in nature, worshipping my LORD,

for my God is alive,

as alive as the plants, the animals, you and me.

He breathes, He moves, He feels.

He has presence and power, cause and effect.

He cares; He nurtures; He fights; He flies.

Find me in the silence in the awe nature provides.

I’ll be waiting there.