I have such a special place in my heart for Beloved Daughters. It is a 16” x 20” acrylic painting, but the technical aspect of size and medium is not the reason for why it has so much meaning to me. I began these ladies several years ago when a group of my friends and I were together and we were all creating in our own way. It had to have been one of the hottest afternoons of the summer as we created in an un-airconditioned shop.
On that day, Beloved Daughters was started but not finished. I had no clear vision or idea of the direction it was headed. It was just lines or runs of color. What was started on canvas was the result of the camaraderie between friends with a common interest. This particular canvas would then find its home in the corner of my studio, waiting quietly and patiently for the right time. It stayed that way for months.
When I found my way back to the painting, I had just recently served at a women’s event and I was so amazed at how so many women had come together with a single purpose and passion. Yes, some were looking for purpose, passion, and hope while others may not have even known why they were there. Needless to say, everyone came together for each other.
There was so much connection and sisterhood I saw and was a part of that I can’t put it into words. Not being able to put it into words is why the act of painting can be so important to me. That’s when I placed the canvas back onto the easel. With a flip of the canvas, the images of these beautiful women came into mind. A beauty so unique to each one regardless of age, season, or race. To borrow from the lyrics of Chris Tomlin’s song “Waterfall,” it was “Deep call[ing] to deep. Your love is like a waterfall, waterfall raining down on me.” This painting was a celebration of diversity. A celebration of being the beloved daughters of God.
This was not supposed to be the topic of my first blog post. My intention was to write about redemptive art, but then things changed. On May 25, America watched as George Floyd was murdered.
In times like these, my mind comes back to Beloved Daughters. You see it’s not just a celebration of diversity, but it’s also a celebration of unity. Take a closer look. Each daughter, although different, is connected to each other. Go ahead, look at their hands. You'll see one holding another’s hand, a hand on a shoulder, and a tug on another’s dress as she holds her pregnant belly full with life. There’s no tearing down, only encouragement and a building up of one another.
This is an impenetrable barrier. It’s a celebration of diversity. It’s a celebration of beauty and belovedness. It’s a celebration of unity. This is Beloved Daughters. This should be all of us on any given day living in a way that shows support and raises up our brothers and sisters regardless of age, season, or race.
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6/10/2020 11:29:36 am
How beautifully shared! I love hearing your heart's journey as you release these paintings into the world. Love you!
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I'm an artist working in acrylic and mixed media. I love looking for the seen and the unseen by exploring matters of the heart. My one of a kind works of art are in the style of expressionism, representational art, and inspirational art. All of my works of art share in the qualities of redemptive art.
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