I have been struggling lately with depression.  I see things at my job in the psychiatric hospital that have impacted me emotionally more than I let myself realize.  Some people knew and prayed for me, but I have not been able to paint as much as I would have liked.  I have started again, with a notable change resulting.

I often strive to create images of silence, prayer, stillness and the like.  However, coming out of this dark place I am beginning to sense God’s presence in a powerful, almost iconic way.  Last evening, I completed the piece you see here.  It struck me that the imposing, simple quality of it in so many ways is indicative of my relationship with God: quiet, peaceful, and solid.  I love the contrast of the bold curves with the delicacy of the dogwood blossoms that will bloom here soon.

I feel that I am beginning to sense God once again.