In Courage I use a vocabulary of personal artistic symbols
to convey this message: God rewards our perseverance with His gift of courage.
A storm-tossed sailboat has come within sight of a lighthouse; the beacon
of divine love will guide it to shore. A sublime radiance breaks through
the clouds, embracing the boat in its holy light.
Courage
"Life Values Collection II"
Image: 18' x 27," 24"x 36," and 28"x 42"
Ah, the dappled light of morning... it works such an exquisite
magic on the flowers. Each dew-drenched petal reflects radiant sunlight,
much like the facets of a jewel. Thomas imagines the generations of family
enjoying their magnificent gardens at their leisure, watching the slow
growth of hedges and climbing roses much as they savor the slow maturing
of children and grandchildren.
Victorian Garden
Image: 20"x 24"
Garden of Grace, first in my Gardens of Light series, is
my evocation of this primal garden, which, in some sense hearkens back
to Eden, but is available to all of us, today, through God's loving sacrifice.
I've created an atmosphere of utter, resplendent luminosity. The golden
glow of God's light touches the leaves and flowers with splendor. The effect
is thrilling.
Garden of Grace
Image: 16"x20", 20"24",24"x30"
The Bridge of Hope is as stable as the massive granite flagstones
that form its arch and will stand for as long as the quicksilver brook
rolls down from the hills beneath it. A magnificent white dogwood, symbol
of the purity of God's grace, shades the bridge. Its over-arching boughs
remind us that, while we stand on the Bridge of Hope, we are enshrouded
by the loving embrace of our creator.
Bridge of Hope
Image: 18"x24, 25.5"x34", 30"X40"
A multifaced allegory encompassing many deminsions of time, from the
ephemeral to the enduring. The regal Edwardian tower looms over its
weatherworm cottage; the seemingly inseperable pair to stand for centuries.
Yet the clock marks each minute. The bell tolls each hour.
The cottage greets each season.
Hometown Morning, establishes that you can go home again.
Perhaps not with a boy's innocence and enthusiasm, but certainly with an
adult's fond memories and deep appreciation for the gifts of community,
of belonging, of shared values and dreams that are the essence of the hometown
experience.
