In my posts I will be sharing some of my own thoughts around my pictures, but I have also discovered that the
drawings speak in a unique way to each one of us. Please join in with your
thoughts and comments so the picture can be more complete.
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| ~ Woman at the Well ~ |
The
well or spring in the desert is the theme of this drawing. The woman symbolizes
this spring or rather holds it in herself. The blue colour represents her
willingness to receive the new, both in body and soul. The story of the woman
at the well found in the forth chapter of the Gospel of John is a favourite of
mine. The woman opens herself to the new life that Jesus offers to her – the living
water that will never run dry. She herself is transformed into a life bringer.
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| ~ Well ~ |
This drawing was created during a time of searching. It is an expression of the hope and desire for life to come into my future path. The drawing is packed with the fullness and diversity of life. It expresses the hope and prayer that the searching would end in a place of fruitfulness and growth.
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| ~ Water Lily ~ |
This
picture shows a childhood memory that came back to me in a flash of colour on a hot summer day. It is a leap back in time into the world of Grimm’s fairy tales
where the water lily pond represents the portal into this world. It reminds me of the place where we came from – our true source and origin.
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| ~ Tree ~ |
This drawing was inspired by Theresa of Avila, a Spanish mystic who lived in
the 16th century. In one of her books she compared our soul with a beautiful tree planted in living water. I just had to find my own
expression of this! It came as a surprise to me that the soul tree does not
hold unto the living water like a tree holds to the soil. It is rather carried
and held by it. There is a lot of light in this drawing and a sense that the
water, the tree and the light are one.
O Lord,
You have searched me and known me.
You
have enclosed me behind and before, and laid Your hand upon me.
Where
can I go from Your Spirit?
Or where can I flee from Your presence?
If I
take the wings of the dawn, if I dwell in the remotest part of the sea,
Even
there Your hand will lead me, and Your right hand will lay hold of me.
For
You formed my inward parts; You wove me in my mother's womb.
I will
give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Wonderful are
Your works, and my soul knows it very well.
From
Psalm 139, NASB
by Charis Gabriel