These words are often remembered as one of the seven last sayings of Jesus, as he hung on the Cross. Saturated as he was with the words of the Old Testament, he was intuitively quoting the desperate cries of Psalm 22, written by his ancestor the poet David, in his own darkest times.
watercolour and oil pastels, 35 x 45 cm. 2020
My painting is an expression of deepest sympathy for those thousands worldwide, believers or non-believers now at their wits end, with a terrible sense of solitude, raising their hands with the gesture common to us all. Reaching up from the dark place in which they find themselves, searching for some source of energy, some beam of light and hope.
But come what may, despite the darkness of my painting, one thing is certain - it's already history. Day will follow night and the cycle of nature will continue. But that's another painting........
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Dear Norman,
ReplyDeleteI am happy to witness your beautiful paintings, really comforting in this confusing time. I hope you are doing well.
With love! Francisca
Norman, a lovely piece of strength and hope lifting us up through these times. All my best wishes reach out to you - stay safe! xo Aura
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