Acrylic on canvas
Act 7:49 Heaven is my throne, and earth is my footstool: what house will ye build me? saith the Lord: or what is the place of my rest?
A vision of a mighty one standing on the polar ice-cap. We humans in our material fixation cannot perceive he of higher dimensions, all we can record are the results of his presence, the melting ice beneath his feet, erratic weather etc.
Job 26:10 He hath compassed the waters with bounds, until the day and night come to an end.”
How long he has been here or how long he will stay no man knows, the sight of him simply cries out ‘immovable‘ Catching a glimpse of his glory in the sky as I wheel out my colour-coded recycling bin, I suddenly feel my dutiful planet-saving efforts are less than hopeless.
What if this planets condition has nothing to do with farting cows or big cars, but is instead a moral judgement on a self-obsessed carnal humanity. World leaders, celebrities, scientists and activists are all clambering for air-time to analyse and monetize an entirely earthly problem. How far we have turned from the faith of our fathers so that no man of renown would dare speculate that perhaps we should look at solving the moral/spiritual condition of this world.
Mar 8:36 For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?”