Our Holy Mother

Hail Mary, full of grace
The Lord is with thee
Blessed are thou among women
And Blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus
Holy Mary, Mother of God
Pray for us sinners
Now, and at the hour of our death
Amen

As a child, I learned this prayer, along with many others, through the Roman Catholic Church.  I still recite the words, and ask for prayers in some of the darkest hours.  It’s a comfort, knowing that when all words are lost, I still know that I can ask for prayers.

Several weeks ago, I finished a painting that caused many people to take a second look.  Titled, Our Holy Mother, it is a symbolic take on the iconic image of Mary and her child, Jesus.

Our Holy Mother

As you can see, it’s not your ordinary painting.  It’s disturbing.  It causes one to question.

The idea for the piece comes from that split second when the Angel asked Mary if she would accept her role in the love story of redemption.  When she said yes, she, in essence, killed everything else that she could have been.  The life that she was living died and she was born into the life that God called her to live.  She knew that this could mean her death, but she accepted anyways.

She trusted.  And she bore the child that would die for her.  That would die for all of our sins.

She stood there as He died on that cross.  She watched as He breathed his last breath.  And the blood that was spilt washed over us, cleansing us of our sins.

She, the Mother of God, is a beacon of hope for each of us.

This painting is full of symbolism.  From the traditional blues that Mary is clothed in to the reds dripping down the canvas, it all has meaning.

I stated after sharing this image with my friends on Facebook, “The purpose of every painting is to bring forth discussion and thought. I chose this image (and title) for precisely that. Not one person is right, and nobody is wrong in their interpretation of the painting. That, my dear friends, is the beauty of art!”  I stand by that statement even now.

So, enjoy these thought I’ve shared.  Try not to lose too much sleep over the painting.  Hopefully it wont give you nightmares…

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