Wednesday, December 02, 2009


This was a commissioned portrait. I was unsure about the image to begin with ,but as I worked I discovered how to incorporate the knife and the brush in a way I hadn't before. It is so much fun. Thanks Gini , you've helped my art evolution process.


Ron Gravel said...

Amber, beautifully painterly and full of color nuances. Another one hovering somewhere at the apex of your art... again!

Ron Gravel said...

Amber, thanks for your words… in the midst of my artistic struggle to integrate different styles and techniques. The work above is an inspiration because every square inch of painted canvas is undeniably the result of a creative impulse… the kinetic energy is palpable everywhere… a goal to attain! It makes me think of some outside force using the artist as a conduit, the greatness of one’s art being in proportion with one’s capacity to connect to that force… on a good day!

ZDENNY said...

A man named Finite awoke and found himself in a sinkhole full of quick sand. He was sinking very slowly and knew that he would meet certain death.

A man came along who had holes in his hands. The man threw Finite a rope and told him to grab it and he would pull him to safety.

Finite looked at the holes in the man's hands and said, “Your not real.” “It is not scientifically possible for a man to live who has holes in his hands.

The man with the holes in his hands looked at the guy a little puzzled and said, “You are in a sinkhole and about to die. Your response to my help is to say I’m not real?”

Finite said, “Well, I like how warm the sand is and I really don’t want to get out. Second, I know I am having an illusion because it is not possible for a man to have holes in his hands and still help me out.” Therefore, morally I like my plight and scientifically, you don’t exist being a mere projection of my mind.

The man with the holes in his hands said, “Listen, I was sent here by my father to help people out so please let me help you! I will take you to my father’s mansion where you can enjoy life for eternity. Obviously, death was not able to hold me in the grave because the holes in my hands are proof that I overcame death. I now have the power to save you so grab the rope!”

Finite put his fingers in the ears and said, “Now I know I am hearing things because there is no such thing as eternal life…Everyone dies so I am going to take my turn and just enjoy this warm sand until the end.”

The man with the holes in his hand said, “If you won’t grab the rope, then I won’t be able to help you…please, please take the rope and I can pull you out. Have faith my friend.”

A few moments later Finite sunk into the quick sand and out of sight. Finite was surprised that he did not die as expected. He just sat there surrounded by sand, unable to move, unable to breathe, unable to talk with his fingers in his ears. Finite tried to comfort himself by thinking, “I would rather stay here for eternity than believe that the man with the holes in His hand could help me. Faith in that mirage is irrational!!

So Finite sat in the quicksand for eternity. Day in and day out for eternity Finite was always thinking about the man with the holes in his hands. He would comfort himself thinking, “It was better to not have faith than to believe something that didn’t make sense.”

The man with the holes in His hands continued to call him for the rest of eternity; however, Finite could not hear his voice because he had plugged his ears.

The Lesson

If you are not with Christ, you will be thinking about Christ for eternity anyway... so have faith.

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Ron Gravel said...

Amber, I think you're trying to tell me that I should never go beyond 3 steps in my painting process:) easy for you to say... as a "one step" painter :) P.S. by the way for the "outside force" (my previous comment) you can substitute Odin, Thor, the Buddha... or even the aforementioned JC (just kidding)!

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