This piece was... something I didn't expect...
Sometimes you truly don't know what God is doing until the end of a thing.
This piece started out as a wag to the trivialization of aborting children by Planned Parenthood. It was meant to speak to the assembly line nature of the clinic atmosphere. It was supposed to be a play on the two abortion pills: Mifepristone and Misoprostol which I call the "Evil M's." It was supposed to expose Florida as the abortion destination state that it is.
And then, the silver dots took over. And shapes began to appear. Shapes that reminded me of the things that Florida children love to play with. Things like kites, and seashells and butterflies and balloons. And what started as iconography ended up as a meditation as my hand just kept laying down dots. When the baby, still attached to the umbilical cord appeared then, I knew I was done.
This was the last piece of four that the Lord commissioned from me. I became aware of His call last year this time to use our art to speak to life issues. I had NO clue as to where He was leading my collages but, this one in particular surprised me. For, in its simplicity apparently it has a lot to say.
Let me know what you see, how it has affected you and where you can see it being employed. Much love, Sylvia