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On Easter Sunday, I started a series of watercolor paintings representing the Fruits of the Spirit. My intent was to finish these during the revival week that we had at the church, but alas, as often happens, I bit off a bit more than I could chew. Does that ever happen to anyone else? My expectations for myself are always a bit higher than I manage to reach.
Anyway, the way I work is that I get inspiration from images... sometimes I paint from memory or mental inspiration, and sometimes I paint from a picture of something I like. I printed off several images to paint during the services, and worked steadily through. Funnily enough, the one I was most concerned about was Self-Control. I had no idea how to paint self control, so I 'Google Imaged' it. One of the things that popped up was the Ceiling of the Sistine Chapel.
Ethan. That looks like your style, Mom. You could totally paint that.
Me. (raises my eyebrow) You think?
There's nothing like the blind faith of a ten year-old boy in the talents of his mother. In any case, I'm no Michelangelo, and know my limitations. I went ahead with the plan, even though it took me much longer than I thought it would, (even without bastardizing something once commissioned by The Pope) and I got through Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Gentleness, Goodness and was working on Self-Control when someone came up to look at my progress so far. The words "I'm on my last one," were out of my mouth before I realized...
I completely forgot Kindness.
Well, crap. I'm hoping that this isn't God telling me I need to be aware of the bigger picture in my life, but, you know, I'm afraid it just might be.
So... Kindness. Fine. I'll work on it. And I'll paint it, too, whatever it happens to be.
Anyway, the way I work is that I get inspiration from images... sometimes I paint from memory or mental inspiration, and sometimes I paint from a picture of something I like. I printed off several images to paint during the services, and worked steadily through. Funnily enough, the one I was most concerned about was Self-Control. I had no idea how to paint self control, so I 'Google Imaged' it. One of the things that popped up was the Ceiling of the Sistine Chapel.
Ethan. That looks like your style, Mom. You could totally paint that.
Me. (raises my eyebrow) You think?
There's nothing like the blind faith of a ten year-old boy in the talents of his mother. In any case, I'm no Michelangelo, and know my limitations. I went ahead with the plan, even though it took me much longer than I thought it would, (even without bastardizing something once commissioned by The Pope) and I got through Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Gentleness, Goodness and was working on Self-Control when someone came up to look at my progress so far. The words "I'm on my last one," were out of my mouth before I realized...
I completely forgot Kindness.
Well, crap. I'm hoping that this isn't God telling me I need to be aware of the bigger picture in my life, but, you know, I'm afraid it just might be.
So... Kindness. Fine. I'll work on it. And I'll paint it, too, whatever it happens to be.
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