My son has to complete projects for a reading challenge in his school. The first project was hand drawn and colored. When contemplating his second project, we decided to use Corel Painter (I have version 10) and he created his interpretation of the book cover of Big Bad Wolf by Claire Masurel.
Actual cover:
His interpretation:
After we printed it, he realized he forgot the purple flowers.
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A few months ago, I was talking to my brother about the bible. We were reflecting on one of the scriptures that mention God refining his people like gold or silver to remove the dross (impurities). I casually joked to my brother: "Dross sucks." He said, "Yes. Yes it does." That conversation was the inspiration for this image:
At a recent church service, we examined how God imparted creativity to man and when man uses his creativity to honor God, his art is worship. While attending the service, I thought of the image of a cross defined by beams of light. The next day, while reflecting on a debate I had with a non-believer, I thought of the phrase: That which is wise in the darkness is revealed to be foolishness by the light.
Together, they became the following image to be added to the Glory to God series:
Have you tried Wordle? Input text or the URL to a blog or web page and create word art. When I wordled But_Seriously, I got this montage that I call, Messy Grace. Note the prominence of the words God, Lord, Grace, and Life.
See all of my wordles on my wordle profile.
For to us a child is born, to us a son is given; and the government shall be upon his shoulder, and his name shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
My family recently spent time at the Global Wildlife Center in Folsom, Louisiana. We were visiting the area to celebrate my father's 60th birthday. We had a blast. The GWC has thousands of animals over hundreds of acres and visitors take tours to meet and feed the animals. The animals know you are there to feed them and they are eager to be fed.
Our time there made such an impression, that we commemorated the event in pictures and paintings. Below are some pictures from me and from my son:
One of the most exciting animal groups are the cattle. Watusi cattle stick their heads in your tour vehicle, stretch out their 17 inch tongues, and demand a cup full of feed. My interpretation:
and my son's interpretation. Notice the yellow corn being fed to the cow.
My son's favorite animal is the giraffe. He was thrilled to be so close to them that he could pet them and feed them. They stuck their heads inside our vehicle. At one point, the tour was all giraffe heads and people's butts. His painting of a giraffe:
Most depictions of giraffes focus on their long necks. His interpretation focuses on the giant head inches away from him. The neck being nowhere to be seen. Here is another perspective of the event:
If you find yourself on or near the Louisiana Gulf Coast, it is well worth the time and expense to visit the GWC. On your way out, be sure to stop in Mandeville to eat lunch at Another Beautiful Day or have dinner at Trey Yuen.
Many years ago, I was baptized into Christ on October 11th. Today is my freedom anniversary. Freedom has a price, a hefty one at that. Almost always, freedom is bought with bloodshed. That is true of the Christian faith and that is true of our freedoms in America. Recently, I was inspired to take my small skill with Corel Painter and try to make something meaningful. Compression of the image has smoothed out the brushlike strokes.
So, here is "Freedom". In the cages along the bottom of the painting, there are drab pigeons and black crows. Trapped in their cages, they can look only to darkness, confinement, and death. Freed from the cage, you see the dove, washed clean and white as snow. It stretches it's wings and soars toward the light . . .
