Stand Still

36 x 22" , watercolor on stretched paper.

 

Feet. I never noticed my feet too much. They aren’t particularly beautiful, unless I get a proper pedicure, and it’s been awhile since I’ve had on. Actually, I took my feet for granted until I had foot surgery. My feet suddenly became very significant. Now that I can walk again, I honor and respect my feet. They carry my weight, keep my balance, take me to places I need and want to go. Now I think they are beautiful, pedicure or not, because they forced me to stand still.

In the scriptures, God takes notice of feet, too. He required Moses to stand barefoot in His presence. Priests were required to step barefoot into the Holy of Holies. Slaves and captives walked barefoot. Honored guests came into a home and removed their sandals for washing the dust off their bare feet. And Jesus washed the disciples’ feet.

So, why not feet? This piece was a surprise. It started a couple years ago in my sketchbook as an expression of Holy ground and the story of Moses’ reverence for God at the burning bush. When I re-visited the sketches this year, it became more simplified and finally, as a result of my recent foot surgery, it became what it is now.

On the day I painted this, I re-read my notes and allowed myself some unexpected liberties.
Instead of going with the former images, I placed the framed watercolor paper on the floor and brushed it with water and pigment so they would run and blend. After awhile, I just stepped on the paper and left my footprints. Not multiple prints, but one set, standing still.

That’s it? Is it finished? This is unusual. It’s not exactly like I planned. Do I leave it like this or add to it? All these thoughts raced through my mind. I left the painting to dry and came back later to hang it up and evaluate it, and the answer seemed to come from my mind, “Yes, leave it. What I’m saying to you is stand still.”

However, as I further evaluated this work, something happened that is rare for me; I realized this piece could have a second title, “Dirty Feet”. I remembered that when I was in the middle of creating it and I stepped on the paper, some paint was transferred to my feet. Because the painting was on the floor, as I walked around I left burnt sienna footprints which I had to eventually wash off. But before I washed the prints off the floor, I had to wash my own feet.

While I still don’t know all that God is saying to me about this work, I could go on and on telling you what I think He is saying. But now I’m going to stop talking and explaining so you can have time to wonder what this image might mean to you.

In John 13:7 Jesus replied (to Peter),
“You do not realize now what I am doing, but later you will understand.“

Other References:
Exodus 3:5; John 13:1-20; Exodus 30:19; 2 Chronicles 28:15

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