One cannot paint the universe without feeling the divine nature within.
In July of 2019 I will deliver a full scale print of ‘Phi’ to Brother Guy Consolmagno, Director of the Vatican Observatory. This will coincide with the 50th anniversary of the first lunar landing. The artwork will be installed at the Vatican Observatory Museum, Castel Gondolfo, Vatican City.Below you will find the revised* blog that I wrote about the painting upon its completion – posted on the first of the year in 2017…This painting started as an exploration of the Carina Nebula. It became about Sensing the Divine, while being transported 10,000 light years with quantum entanglement…
Day 01 01, the start of a new circle around the sun through the space-time continuum.
“Phi [ϕ]”, spirals us to infinity beyond and within. Based on the Carina Nebula, we are brought to the inner chambers of the heart; light and energy generated millions of years ago, breaking through the shadows and darkness of outer and inner space. Painted on copper with hand-mixed paints formulated with mica, copper and other earthbound stardust.
Named after the Greek alphabet, Phi represents the mathematical golden ratio 1.618/Unity – oneness, nothingness and everything at once, pure beauty.
Please study my painting before reading this document. I don’t want to influence your initial impressions. I want you to experience it as I did, an unveiling.
The painting began with a gorgeous piece of scrap copper 8′ in length by 3′ wide. My colleagues suggested that I cut the copper into smaller pieces to create more reasonably sized paintings that would sell.
I had my eye set on larger things, the universe to be precise. Specifically, the Carina Nebula as imaged from the Hubble Telescope**.
One cannot paint the universe without feeling the divine nature within.
As I painted the heavenly body I felt the presence of Spirit and God*** draw near while at work as well as during the course of my day-to-day life.
The messages that I received were revealing
No one was more surprised than I when I started to receive messages. At one point I said aloud, “Why am I receiving Catholic messages?” ^^ My only intention when I had set out was to paint a nebula. The messages came in words and signs that I have tried to interpret to my human best. I am merely sharing my experiences over the last six months, all of which seem to be a part of the journey of ‘Phi’. I ask that you take what you please and leave the rest.
For many years as an adult woman, I had experienced a spiritual void. The root of which was that I am a woman in a man’s world. More to the point in a man’s religion. All the focus has been on the ‘male’ God, “Father” and “Son” Jesus. Even in exploring my Jewish heritage there was the “male” God.
There was no place for me. Out of place, I felt abandoned, coerced into a faith where I didn’t belong. In talking with other females I’ve grown to understand that I am not alone in this feeling. Out of desperation I began to ask God “why?’ and as a female how am to I follow a God that doesn’t represent me? After all we were all created in ‘his image’ or are we to believe that females are created from the rib of a man, a genetic mutation, divine cloning with a kick.
Sometimes when we ask we get answers.
Nebula gases and light/energy took on shapes under the brush
Struck by the notion that this painting embraced light and energy and the divine feminine, specifically that of the heart of Mother Mary and the female Holy Spirit, the Dove Sophia. As I painted I could feel the pulse of electro-magnetic energy as it pumped through the chambers of the heart dispersing it into arcs, which took on the shape of a dove at the right.^
In late summer, I received a text about the condition of a dear friend’s heart. The text came in just as I was viewing a painting of the Mother Mary with the Immaculate Heart in an antiques shop. Unfamiliar to me, I discovered that the painting portrayed Mother Mary’s heart being pierced with seven protruding blades. Representing the seven wounds or swords of Mary.
By overlaying the spirals I found that the center of the composition became Infinity – Unity
Experimenting with colors and ways of applying the paint and revealing areas of copper with steel-wool, I painted in the basic composition and then scanned it into Photoshop. Creating overlays on the preliminary image I began my search for Phi, the golden ratio(s) and the Fibonacci Sequence Spirals within the composition. I realized that if I put a square at either side I wound up with a near perfect golden ratio rectangle dead center. In making a grid across the center lines I discovered three crosses. I also found that the seed of life perfectly overlaid the ‘cross’/’unity’ center.
Clarity on a day in October while visiting New York City.
Shortly after I had created the grid in Photoshop I made a trip into New York City. In the morning I received a text from my sister. She had found at her feet, while in church, the program from the Easter service two years prior. This was her first return to that church after we had attended the Palm Sunday service together that same year.
That afternoon I walked up to the Guggenheim and viewed the works of Agnes Martin, “Beauty and Truth”. Martin’s abstract grids represented concepts. Her work reminded me of the grids that I had just created, specifically the three crosses as representing the crucifixion.
A sea of purple paraded through Times Square, with a the Crucifix held high in the air.
On my walk from the Guggenheim to the train I saw hundreds of people marching in the streets. Asking several people in the parade what it was all about a few shook their heads.They could not understand my question. Finally one woman, in broken English said, “Its the miracles”. Still not clear of its meaning I did some research.
The miracles refers to the painting,Señor de los Milagros, a Crucifixion painting. Painted by a slave from Angola in colonial Lima, Peru. At the top is the Dove/Holy Spirit and God the Father. Below and to the right of Jesus is the Virgin Mary with her heart pierced by the sword of sorrows.
Señor de los Milagros. became known as a miracle because it survived two earthquakes and the intended destruction by the Catholic church. Every year in October, hundreds of thousands of devotees participate in a religious procession honoring the image through the streets of Lima, Peru. Each Sunday in October followers march in the streets of New York City.
In November, after a lecture by John Walsh at the Yale Art Gallery, I was privileged to view some Rembrandt etchings. One etching depicted the scripture from the Easter program that my sister had found, Christ at Emmaus, Luke 24:31, “Then their eyes were opened and they recognized him, and he disappeared from their sight.” A reference to the resurrection of Jesus and how he first appeared to women.
And so I wonder, is this a modern day crucifixion painting, a thing of beauty, a reverence to science?
Adding the last strokes in December, I completed the painting, just before Christmas. Transforming my studio back into a bedroom for my sons’ visit.
The message seemed clear to me- that is time that we all embrace the Divine Feminine. That by incorporating the Divine Feminine we can start to balance and heal ourselves, (man)kind and the planet.
There is still a lot to share and say. I’m still working on writing it all down. Please check back periodically as I will continue to update. Thank you for sharing in my journey with ‘Phi’.
Wishing you a year full of unity, of pure beauty!
*Blog revised for readability and clarity
**Note that spell check auto corrected to ‘Heart bible’
***For expediency I call the presence I felt ‘Spirit’ or ‘God’. The word itself is not important, in fact the word separates us, as does the assigning of a gender.
^The Holy Ghost’s symbol, a dove, is an ancient Goddess symbol, well-known in the days of early Christianity, as was the concept of Wisdom as female, Sophia. Sophia The Goddess of Wisdom was popular not only with early Christians, but was also mentioned numerous times in the Old Testament.
^^ I grew up practicing Protestant and Episcopalian., the Catholic practice was unfamiliar to me.