My Taste in Art

I am a reserved person.

Many of my habits and personality traits reflects that, which in turn, my taste also reflects it as well.

Several years ago, I wanted a picture for my home that represented the gospel.

But I wanted something understated.

Something simple and powerful.

I was browsing Seagull book one day and saw this painting. It was on the lowest part of the wall, nearly hidden.

 

 At first I didn't know what it was a painting OF.

I had to kneel to see it fully and still wasn't sure.

But the quiet stillness of the image touched me.

Then I read the small brass title:

" He Is Not Here"

I may have audibly gasped and the gently draped rags instantly showed the depth of their meaning.

Tears welled up in my eyes and I knew this was what I wanted.

It hangs in my living room and I still love it.

I feel like it reflects my testimony.

Subtle, but powerful.

 

 

This week I was wandering Deseret Book and found myself once again in the art section.

I have been considering a new painting, but again, I wanted something subtle, but full of meaning and significance.

I saw this dark eyed woman with her equally dark hair, and something in her gaze and face called to me.

I loved the color and I felt like she resembled me in a slight way.

I felt connected to it and my eyes trailed down to the title.

 

 

Ruth.

Of course the artist is speaking of Ruth of the Bible.

But once again I found tears in my eyes and it felt as if a tiny wisp of spirit slipped from that painting and into my soul.

Ruth.

My granny.

My daughter.

Two strong, loving women.

I have already put a few dollars into my "stuff I need to save for envelope" and hope the rest will trickle in quickly!!