"Cloud Canyon" Oil on Canvas, 36x60
As I was working on this one I kept reading Psalm 19: 1-4 over and over again. It says, "The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands. Day after day the pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge. There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard. Their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world."
The topography of clouds is beautiful to me. Sometimes little holes happen that pull the eye through. At other times great valleys of puffed cumulus and high peaks. I call this "Cloud Canyon" because during a storm the pressure from cold and warm air pushes the cloud up into an updraft that will eventually form a "anvil" looking top. If you look closely there is a little lightning inside the clouds at the bottom right. Lightning within a cloud can sometimes be muted by the layers of water and cloud. I wanted the viewer to "find" it. I also wanted to play with the light from the sun behind the cloud as well as the gathering dark and the beautiful layers that happen when they meet.
There has been a great deal of emotion put into this painting. More than I can write in a blog entry. But it is enough to say as I wait for His answers I have Him. I can pour out my heart day after day, night after night. There is nowhere I can go that He doesn't hear my words. As I enter into Holy Week I think of all the emotions He must have felt: anger, disappointment, sorrow, fear even resignation. I think of the storms He calmed and the lives He brought great peace... and also the ones He chose not to heal and storms He chooses to have us endure. I think of the peaks and that golden light so pure, so radiant. I think of a tomb filled with that same light. His story has spilled out into all the world like an everlasting rain.