I was really dry last week and uninspired, then I did some chores around the house, and it helped me (strangely enough) to draw: cleaning a sink for my roommates, because it was something humbling-- and in this fateful act of scrubbing-- God showed me a picture of humility. Cleaning the thing that is used in our own cleaning. So I did this painting, of the humbled man cleaning a sink, but of course, I wasn't happy with it. Part of me was so proud of myself, but it wasn't the painting God wanted and I knew it. It was "pretty good", but I was still so afraid to paint over it. . .anyway I did. All afternoon before our final four party.
Its a picture of Jesus on the cross, and the stars are all out, and down below him, he is waking up! (the sink became a tomb and the scrubber became Christ rising up from it) The stone is rolling away, revealing the light of day. The thing I liked the most about it was not the content per se but the way God must have revealed to me -- where to paint light, or what to screw up to make better. I must admit, my cell phone cam came in handy numerous times for the way it uniquely photographs; it often brought out things to me that I couldn't see without it. Anyway, that's all for now! :) -Will
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