It means “out of nothing.” I love the process of starting with a few basic supplies (stretcher bars, a length of canvas, tubes of paint), and transforming them into a finished work of art. I like to think that I’m making something out of nothing, but really I’m pushing materials around.
I can not comprehend how God created the world ex nihilo. I can’t even imagine what nothing would look like…nothing, I guess! No color, no light, no matter. It really makes what I do seem pitiful.
Alright, enough musing. Here is my latest painting completed. If you are just jumping in now, I encourage you to read this post about how I came across this commission and what it’s about. I think that the idea that my friend Becky gave me to paint is a beautiful, sad, and glorious one.
When I left off, this is what the painting looked like:
And here is the finished product:
When I was struggling to get pregnant, I painted these two paintings because it gave me comfort to be able to see Eric and I as parents. I hope that this painting has the same effect for Becky. That it would give her and her mom comfort to see a depiction of their loved ones united in heaven.