15×17″ oil on canvas
July 17, 2012
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Inspired by the following passage from A Story of the Sea Shore by George MacDonald:
God sleeps not when he makes His daughters dream.
Shall not the morrow dawn at last which leads
The maiden-ghost, confused and half-awake,
Into the land whose shadows are our dreams?–
Thus questioning we stand upon the shore,
And gaze across into the Unrevealed.
About Christi
I am a single mother with two young daughters who are the world to me. I am a philosophy professor, especially fond of Kierkegaard and Augustine. Presently, I teach as an adjunct at a plethora of colleges in the Houston area, trying to make ends meet.
Creating art brings me immense joy, but only recently have I begun to venture into the arena of making my creations a consumer commodity. I'd rather my work be created as a good in itself, and given to those I love. But necessity breeds invention, they say, and human beings have to eat.
