To My Sisters, In Blood and Spirit

To My Sisters, In Blood and in Spirit

To My Sisters, In Blood and in Spirit

8×10″ pen and watercolor on paper
February 3, 2013

Inspired by the following passage from the poem “To a Sister” by George MacDonald:

A fresh young voice that sings to me
So often many a simple thing,
Should surely not unanswered be
By all that I can sing….

A joyful voice though born so low
And making all its neighbors glad;
Sweet, hidden, constant in its flow
Even when the winds are sad.

So strengthen in a peaceful home,
And daily deeper meanings bear;
And when life’s wilderness come
Be brave and faithful there.

Try all the glorious magic range,
Worship, forgive, console, rejoice,
Until the last and sweetest change–
So live and grow, dear voice.

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A Three-Fold Cord is Not Easily Broken

A Three-Fold Cord is Not Easily Broken

A Three-Fold Cord is Not Easily Broken

8×10″ pen and chalk pastels on paper
February 14, 2013

Inspired by the following passage from George MacDonald’s “Day Boy and Night Girl”:

But at the same instant, through her blindness, she heard Photogen give a low exultant laugh, and the next felt herself caught up: she who all night long had tended and protected him like a child, was now in his arms, borne along like a baby, with her head lying on his shoulder. But she was the greater, for, suffering more, she feared nothing.

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The Dawning Hope, the Shared Quest

The Dawning Hope, the Shared Quest

The Dawning Hope, the Shared Quest

8×10″ pen and pastels on paper
March 3, 2013

Inspired by the following passage from the poem “The Hills” by George MacDonald:

And in my wanderings I did meet
Another searching too:
The dawning hope, the shared quest
Our thoughts together drew;
Fearless she laid her hand in mine
Because her heart was true.

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She Teaches Me to Be a Brave Man in the Dark, and I Look After Her Until She Can Bear the Heat of the Sun

She Teaches Me to Be a Brave Man in the Dark, and I Look After Her Until She Can Bear the Heat of the Sun

She Teaches Me to Be a Brave Man in the Dark, and I Look After Her Until She Can Bear the Heat of the Sun

8×10″ pen and chalk pastels on paper
February 23, 2013

Inspired by the following passage from George MacDonald’s “Day Boy and Night Girl”:

‘If ever two people couldn’t do the one without the other, those two are Nycteris and I.

She has got to teach me to be a brave man in the dark, and I have got to look after her until she can bear the heat of the sun, and he helps her to see, instead of blinding her.’

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Her Confidence in One Who Failed so Unworthily, Shamed Me

Her Confidence in One Who Failed so Unworthily, Shamed Me

Her Confidence in One Who Failed so Unworthily, Shamed Me

8×10″ markers and pastel on paper
January 31, 2013

Inspired by the following passage from George MacDonald’s Lilith:

Her confidence in one who had failed so unworthily, shamed me.

But neither had I initiated the movement, nor had I any ground for opposing it; I had no choice, but must give it the best help I could!

For myself, I was ready to live or die with Lona. Her humility as well as her trust humbled me, and I gave myself heartily to her purposes.

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