As a Christian, I believe that God has gifted all of us with some form of creativity. Since we were made in His image, and He is the first and best Creator, we all reflect that in some form or another.
So what do I mean when I say I co-create with the Divine Artist? What does it look like to me? I figured now’s the time to describe that process just a little bit.
I start each day plunging into scripture (and coffee haha!)…
Read MoreVulnerability is a funny thing.
Last week I created a little process video for my Instagram page. I planned to paint an open hand and talk about the importance of vulnerability. I planned the post to be about being “open” with our struggles and the importance of vulnerability in relationships. After I painted said hand and I didn’t like it, though. I even thought about posting something else instead.
Read MoreI recently made a little how-to video on drawing for Instagram. It was fun to make because I honestly believe we all have an innate creativity inside of us. Because of that, I like to encourage it in others. However, often when I talk to most people about art the conversation goes like this:
Read MoreI love clouds. When I was younger, I would stare at clouds and see animals or faces. In the morning and at night, I love watching how white clouds change into gorgeous colors. As I walked earlier, I felt God tug at my heart. He loves us so much that He often gives beautiful paintings..
Read MoreFew people would argue the majesty of the mountains. Something about them inspires a little bit of awe inside of us. When we begin to pray over a challenge in our lives, it might be helpful to realize that the Mountain Maker is the One we approach.
Read MoreEarlier this morning I reminisced about crisp fall days 10 years ago. I had adventured to Italy, to study art in the land and culture where some of my favorite artists had created their masterpieces. It was a gift and a challenge. Only seven other students studied in that semester’s cohort. While we lived and created in a 14th century stone and marble monastery, we traveled around central Italy and marveled at its beauty and culture.
My prayers in that monastery as I painted, sketched and studied were young artist prayers. I have the daily journal entries to remind myself that my prayers seeking God’s help were sometimes selfish and definitely passionate. It is clear looking back I was lost about what being an artist meant (and if we are honest, many of us artists are still discovering this!).
As I think back, I realized that the thing I learned about the most, more than artistic techniques or Italian culture…
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