Panic can do wonderful things. Research has shown that the last shot of adrenalin before a deadline can in fact be the force that pushes through all problems.
This year for our annual art show we wanted to follow the same path as the other years, but none of us could. We were all in different places.
My initial need, obsession and healing that I was finding in white had passed. My passion was still there - I will always love white - but somehow the mood wasn’t there.
The question became: Where am I now? What is my new obsession? And how do we find expression in the new? Panic!
Eventually – almost at the last minute, I realized that the reason I could no longer embrace the old was that my heart is now firmly and delightfully caught up in the new message of forgiveness.
Frankly, I’m obsessed with the message. I’m a little bit like the person who has just lost 30 pounds on a new diet and becomes quite a passionate, often offensive, evangelist about the diet.
Having spent about a year in intense thinking, researching, organizing and writing about forgiveness, I have come to the conclusion that we as a family survived our last thirty-year ordeal of the aftermath of murder is because of forgiveness.
So this year on top of my layer of white, words and more white, I have experimented by adding another layer of white and pewter. By adding pewter, I am visually exploring the subject of forgiveness with pewter representing the dark clouds of unforgiveness and negativity, while white and gold representing the hope and treasures found in forgiveness.
I used to resent the phrase, “just forgive and get on with your life” but now I am saying it in my paintings of white.