I don't know who I think I am but Wonder Woman I'm not. When I was approached to do a live painting during the church service, I jumped at it. It is a wonderful experience. The concept is that you have from the moment the music begins to the moment the pastor says "Amen" to completely finish a painting (usually about 55 minutes). It's not as hard as it sounds if you have it all planned out and prepared, plenty of brushes so you don't waste time rinsing between colors, etc. But I knew this was going to happen just 6 days after my surgery and I probably wouldn't be up to standing in front of a canvas. So I borrowed a wheel chair and figured "no problem". Then they asked if I could do the live painting for two services (the 9 a.m. and 11 a.m.) and I said sure without thinking how tired I might be after one. Yes. It's official. I'm an idiot. However the Lord is good. Though I was extremely tired after the first service the adrenaline and the Holy Spirit helped me through both services and the rest is history. The sermon was based on the Scripture in Philippians 2 where it says that he humbled himself and became a man but then humbled himself further to death even the death on the cross. I wanted to portray that he grew up like the rest of us but he had to grow up under the shadow of the cross. Done in acrylic for fast drying.
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