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The more things change...

Change is not so much what we make as it is what happens to us unawares. Not everything that changes is progress but it is inevitable that everything changes. The seasons flow on, all too quickly. We tighten our life-vests, and try to steer clear of the rocks. Along our way down the river, we are grateful for every resting place. Here's ours. Above, as it was in our first August here in 2016, and below, as it is now. We still miss the old cherry tree in the foreground of the first photo. It died the year after we moved here. We've carved a garden out of the hill and planted blueberries on the slope above. One thing hasn't changed. We're still here. It's still home. We'll hold to that reality as long as we can.


Rhiannon, 2009, gesso on paper, 36"x48"

Where did all the old gods go when we forgot them, forsook  their mysteries for the material, quantifiable deities that could be put in little boxes to be bought and sold? Not content to worship what possessed us, we came to worship our own possessions, crowned ourselves gods of things cold and hard and lifeless, tokens of power that had no power in themselves to give us.

Have we enlarged ourselves in our rebellion against the sacred, or merely nurtured the seeds of our own demise? Has our understanding of our world increased? Have we gained mastery even of ourselves? If the old stories were not true in themselves, at least they provided us hints and glimpses of the One Story where all lives are written and read. They reminded us that humans are not the measure of the Real, that our life depends not on our knowing all but in our being fully known.

We are not saved because we believe in God. We are saved because God believes in us.


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    1. I drew it with a 1" sash brush. There were several big Rhiannon drawings. Unfortunately, they didn't survive the move up the mountain six years ago.

    2. What a shame they didn't all survive, but glad this one did. The title is familiar and the drawing as well. I'm guessing I've seen a few of the Rhiannon drawings before..back when we first met and both had work in an online gallery in Scottsdale, AZ. I loved all your 1" sash brush drawings.

    3. Actually, Sharon. this one didn't survive, either. Fortunately, I made photographs of them all. As Jonas Bear said, "Any detail that can't be rendered with a 1" flat belongs in a photograph."


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