An Artist Ponders Advent

December 4, 2014
There shall come forth a shoot...                                                                                         Heather Metcalf II Adorned Floral © 
Heather Metcalf II Adorned Floral ©

There shall come forth a shoot...

As a native Floridian, the experience of seasons as a part of the rhythm of life did not come until my college years. The impact of color-laden, then barren trees was not unlike a slow-motion magic show. The starkness of winter giving way to yet another unfurling of color, texture and pattern unlocked my imagination and wakened a way to both understand and articulate deep soul-thoughts.

    from the stump of Jesse...                                                                                               Heather Metcalf II Adorned Floral ©
   Heather Metcalf II Adorned Floral ©

From the stump of Jesse...

A few years back a friend told me about a writer who related seasons to stages of motherhood. Immediately tracking with this imagery, I saw myself emerging from the “winter landscape” of the early years of three toddlers. The color and pattern of the nine years of marriage without children spent in far-flung places seemed to me like the energy stored in a dormant flower bud waiting to push through the earth and explode into the light.

and a branch from his root from his root                                                                          Heather Metcalf II Adorned Floral ©
   Heather Metcalf II Adorned Floral ©

and a branch from his root from his root...

The practice of quiet, focused waiting during the season of Advent has deepened my vision and enhanced my art. With this particular piece reflecting the waiting of Advent, I considered the generations imagining the promise of a new shoot from the stump of the long-lost Throne of King David and the silence they experienced in the waiting.

will bear fruit.  Isaiah 11:1                                                                                                       Heather Metcalf II Adorned Floral ©     
Heather Metcalf II Adorned Floral ©  

...will bear fruit. Isaiah 11:1

When the time was appointed, something unlike what they were looking for emerged from the still, withered, dirty earth.

Many did not notice.

Many did not recognize the bud of the seed of Jesse.

The earth still seemed dry and barren. There was nothing glorious or regal about the little shoot that appeared on the dirt floor of a stable, yet the imprint of God was within, waiting to emerge and bloom Redemption in the midst of weeds and dead things.

We wait with expectation for Glory to peel back the veil that hides Eden.

One day we will see.

Come Thou long-expected Jesus.

Come.

Heather Metcalf Adorned Floral

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