When I think of the importance of color I am overcome. There is no visual element that means more to me. When I get to heaven I hope that I will be allowed to assist the Creator in the mixing of the colors He uses. I would never presume that I could do a better job of making color choices than He does. However, I believe that the gifts and abilities He has given me are part of His eternal plan. I pray he will use me there as He has here. He has given me an understanding of the intresic value of specific color relationships. Knowing that color is never random or arbitrary but intently specific validates for me that there is order and He is in charge of it. I am blessed.

When I play with color I often allow myself to go too far. It is my hope that the use of extreme color will force the viewer to abandon expectations of the natural world as it is and enter the realm of the unexpected. My aim is to alter reality to the point of abstracting it and in turn giving an enhanced view of creation. I am not questioning God’s perfection. Instead, I am hoping to help others look more carefully at it, to see it anew.

My love affair with God’s creation continues. I can’t give it up. No I won’t do it. It inspires me to search for new ways to give evidence that I have Him to thank for all I have and all I can do. Praise be to Him!
For the beauty of the earth
For the beauty of the skies
For the love which from our birth
Over and around us lies
Over and around us lies
Lord of all, to thee we raise
This our joyful hymn of praise
For the beauty of the hour
Of the day and of the night
Hill and vale and tree and flower
Sun and moon and stars of light
Sun and moon and stars of light
Lord of all, to thee we raise
This our joyful hymn of praise
For the joy of human love
Brother, sister, parent, child
Friends on earth and friends above
For all gentle thoughts and mild
For all gentle thoughts and mild
Lord of all, to thee we raise
This our joyful hymn of praise
For each perfect gift of thine
To our race so freely given
Graces human and divine
Flow’rs of earth and buds of heav’n
Flow’rs of earth and buds of heav’n
Lord of all, to thee we raise
This our joyful hymn, our joyful hymn of praise
This our joyful hymn of praise
John Rutter