Behind My Art
The Irish have an old teaching that there are places on earth where the atmosphere collapses and heaven falls to earth. They call them “thin places,” a place charged with sacredness, a place close
to God. Whether a mountaintop or seaside cliff, a monastery or cityscape, a piece of music or fine art, thin places are wherever you have a sense of the divine, a sense beyond. Furthermore, a thin place is where the veil that separates heaven and earth is lifted and one is able to receive a glimpse of the glory of God. A contemporary poet Sharlande Sledge gives this description:
“Thin places,” the Celts call this space,
Both seen and unseen,
Where the door between the world
And the next is cracked open for a moment
And the light is not all on the other side.
God shaped space. Holy."
Thin Places are all about connection with God and the divine. They are ports in the storm of life, where one leaves that which is familiar and journeys into the Divine Presence. They are stopping places where we are given pause to wonder about what lies beyond the mundane, the grief, the trials and the boredom of day-to-day life. They probe to the core of the human heart and open the pathway that leads to satisfying the familiar hungers of the human soul: to be connected, to find peace, and to be loved. This is what my art strives to capture, even if it is just a sliver.
I want to offer an invitation into the thin place through abstraction, engagement with questions pertaining to human experience, and the exploration of form and the rhythm of making marks—allowing one mark to carry into another—and in-so-doing, allowing for a place where the Divine of God’s presence transcends closer to earth.