Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Reliquaries


"Reliquaries" are pieces of art that hold a sacred object. Often the Christian church , especially in the Middle Ages, created reliquaries. 

Most of what I have seen in person have been artwork depicting the life of a saint or their martyrdom and in some part of the piece, a window containing an actual piece of that saint's body. 

Since I first learned of reliquaries I was fascinated by them- odd, dark, potent, meaningful and to me strangely beautiful.

I am quite a sentimental person. Over the years I have collected many, often seemingly useless, objects because they represent something important to me. 

About a year and a half ago I was struck with the notion of creating my own personal reliquaries. I have finally completed the first 4, but have several more I'd like to do. While the objects contained within the paintings (some are simply embedded, others are inset and covered with glass) are not sacred in of themselves, they represent something very important and personal to me. 

All of the "objects" involved represent  a difficult time which God carried me through. These are real struggles that I faced with the goal of not only overcoming, but learning from them.  

Each piece contains a very personal story. These are literally parts of my life. Precious to me but I'm offering it all up to the viewer...


"Reliquary No.1"
36"x36"
Encaustic and natural materials on panel
Inset: vine, acrylic, encaustic and glass on panel



"Reliquary No.2"
24"x24"
Encaustic, acrylic and paper on charred wood panel


"Reliquary No. 3"
24"x24"
Encaustic, enamel, satin ribbon and ring on panel

"Reliquary No.4"
36"x36"
Encaustic and shellac on panel
Inset: feathers, encaustic, pins and glass 

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Green paper leaf

About a year ago I attended a funeral for a good man who I cared very much for and had known for a long time. He went home after a brave battle with pancreatic cancer.


This green paper leaf was given out for another purpose, but I kept mine. (Was that wrong?)

I added it to the collection of sentimental and beloved objects on the mantle in my studio-that I might remember to thank God for him and pray for his family often. 


I grieve with these loved ones in my heart now, but I'm so thankful to have had my life intertwined with him and his wonderful family...



The shrine of my heart...
(There are more objects crammed into my studio than fit on the mantle.)