May He be seen through this

More happy leaf paintings. Good ol' Acrylic on canvas. Probably the next set will be on tile again, or I may try my hand at painting some flagstone/marble/stucco tile texture for the background.

Some old self-portraits in charcoal that i've been meaning to put up for a looong time.

The start of a series, just because I love creation so much. Leaves I've found just walking to and from class and around campus.

Had a dream once, where I was diving out of heaven to bring peace to a distressing and potentially harmful situation. So i decided to use this dream for an assignment to re-create myself into being some kind of creature. Here is the rough after a few thumbnails and character development

squeezed this one in before school started

Irises in Salisbury - Arcrylic

I'm forever blessed and amazed with God's creation

Very old man, Charcol, about a 30 min. pose, figure drawing class

The Globe Cafe: revisited

lousy shot with my phone, sorry, no scanner for me for a while. As for the sketch, i know a bit of the perspective is off, drawing from life man, i tell ya, it'll kick your butt

SPLURG!

So, after like almost 3 years of thinking in the back of my head "I want a pair of Boots" but i'm not one to be impulsive, or want to have to buy anything over 8 dollars (it's the scottish blood), but i have FINALLY hauled off and gotten a pair of the boots of my dreams

Yep, that's right, I'm awesome. I bet you want to hang out with me now.

Must... Take... Action!

Sooo, I've had to make a decision quickly to haul myself off to Camp Arnold to be the Craft Director (in Washington div.). Not, however, without many hours of prayer, thinking, consulting, weighing in the course of 3 days. I'm leaving quite a bit behind here, though I can see where the LORD has put people in place to replace a number of things I'm leaving behind, but have realized also, that I can't possibly weigh properly what blessings I am going to. I'm also thinking that I'd rather be able to say "maybe i should've stayed, but I'm glad I'm here, and I know the LORD will use me" rather than, "Well shoot, I should've gone" I don't know when I'll have the opportunity to get out to that coast again after all and not really making a decision essentially makes a decision to not go.
I'm reminded during this time, of a dream I had long ago. I was sitting with my bike on the side of the road in pitch black, darkness, hardly able to see an armslength in front of me. Sitting because I couldn't see the road ahead to continue, and asking...,
"LORD, what do I do? I can't see where to go."
"You have to trust in me and start pedaling and I'll steer for you."

An Arm and Leg and then some!

i'm going to Ringling College of Art and Design. It is recognized as being among the best and most innovative fine arts colleges in the United States (if not the world).

and here's a painting a finished the other day.

70 year old super hero

So, my father just had heart surgery yesterday. Where you know they saw open the sternum, crank open the rib cage a good 7 inches, cut into various tissues to get to the heart, then cut into the heart to get the troubled vein(s) not conveniently just sitting on top of the heart mind you, sew an artery that they took out of some other part of your body to bypass (hence the name of the surgery) the blockage, sew it all back up, and then super-glue your chest together. That's right I said super-glue!

My father is 70 years old, and recovering like a 50 year old so say the nurses. No sooner did they take the breathing tube out of the old man 5-6 hours after the surgery, did he start telling blonde jokes - and to the blonde nurses i might add! And humming classical music. The next morning he proceeded to scarf down a whole plate of food and cup of coffee. Patients just having had this done aren't supposed to really be able to talk till like the next day. I'm convinced that this is a testimony of the LORD's great love and His Spirit in us.
I'm glad he blesses through the generations!

-Champ out!

1st

Portrait

(3rd oil)

Sketches

I've started a new sketchbook. And so far, all i've drawn for the last +week have been studies of hands (and here are some). Go figure, I'm sure it's from the LORD. Everything's from the LORD

Sunday School!

Trying to expose my "teens" at the corps to the Bible stories many of us grew up with which laid such a foundation (i.e. Moses, Israelites, Jericho, Samuel hearing the YHWH in the middle of the night, King Saul, King David, the basics really). We've been reading a bit of 1 Samuel, and the other day I was reading 1 Samuel 15 in particular, the end, and the LORD was really painting a picture for me here. Saul is (as it has been shown to me) perhaps stammering "B-but I did obey the LORD" Samuel is giving the the word from the LORD "...Because you have rejected the word of the LORD, he has rejected you as king." and then Saul, devastated, the king blubbering in tears surely, on his hands and knees reaching desperately for Samuel not to turn away from him. The scene truely breaks my heart.

For some reason (Danielle said it best I think "We all suck") I'm having to remember how to be obedient, and I see (perhaps again) just what a great amount that has to do with hearing His voice.

The Good News

These were done in Photoshop a little while back for an art exhibit for the whole Southern Territory. Basically the LORD gave them to me like literally over night. Be blessed!
(L to R)

The Danger of a Half truth

The Simple Way

Sustained Exposure

Grandpa Henderson

I've been starting to do more portraits since I nearly always have done nature/landscape in the past. btw, This really isn't my grampa Henderson, but for the sake of a title...

Grandpa Henderson

Charcol, Photoshop

Deep Forest

Photoshop

Awakened!

HOLY CRAP!! It's been waaay too long since i've posted, but now I'm back home in St. Pete and reunited with my artwork! YaY!

Declare war against Satan

Hey, here's a really crazy idea, don't forget to add a little fightin' words into our prayers!

SASB 703
TO WAR! TO WAR! who'll the war cry obey?
'Tis the great God who calls you to fight while it is day;
Though the battle be fierce, and though mighty the foe,
The Salvation Army to victory must go.

Fighting on, fighting on;
With the Blood and Fire
We will never tire.
We'll fight until the Master calls.


Jesus, I want to obey and I want to fight. Equip me and use me to fight fierce in a fierce battle. Equip me with a fierce Love, a fierce peace, and fierce wisdom the Enemy can't stand against. In the name of Jesus, Son of the Most High God, I'm coming after you, Satan. To demolish the strongholds you have in this world. It's war. And I'll fight, I'll fight till the very end. And I won't get tired of defeating you!
Amen

The Love of the Father

God loves us a whole heck of a lot more than we love Him. Whenever we fall short, His hand is stayed because He loves, and eagerly awaits our return. More than anything, He wants His great incomprehensible, true, and right Love to be received, and deserves to be worshiped. I've been trying to press in close to Jesus during this week. I'm sucking at it, but I'm going to continue to try to stay steadfast and I'm still determined to re-read a bit of good ol' Samuel Logan Brengle's Helps to Holiness.

I've been "Home" for what seems like a week now but it has only been 3 days. It feels like home a whole lot less now. Because mainly what made it "Home" was that Eve was here. With much prayer and careful consideration, I'm no longer engaged to her. I've only stayed in St. Petersburg this long for her. So, for the past number of weeks Satan keeps telling me I'm lost. Thankfully, I know he sucks and I know that the LORD will continue to guide me.

Praise His mighty name! For the Lamb seated on the throne is worthy! Through exile, captivity, wandering, or flying straight, let it be His plans for my future. Amen.