I was quite unclear what my daughter’s specific motivation was. Suddenly, she needed to cut up magazines, and sort the pieces by color. Bye bye, old, unread copies of Vanity Fair.
Then she did a couple of drawings on 8.5″ by 11″ paper, one in green, the other in blue. She added digits as though she were creating a paint-by-numbers. And she was, of a sort. She was creating a code for the different colors, and the gradation within the hues. Using the copier, she made the primary image larger.
Our church had disposed of some old hymnals a couple of years ago, and we had three or four copies. One of them died for her art, as she arranged the pages as her background. There was no musical theme involved, BTW.
The living room was quite a mess as she glued pieces on the image she had hand-drawn. Here’s the result of her collage of another Jesus portrayal. It is roughly 30″ by 40″.
Is heaven segregated?
I found an interesting interview from NPR in June 2020. The Rev. Lenny Duncan is a black preacher in the Evangelical Lutheran Church in America. his 2019 book is Dear Church: A Love Letter From a Black Preacher to the Whitest Denomination in the US.
A couple quotes: “One of the things I talk about in the book is [the symbolism of Advent] — painting blackness as always in darkness, always as evil and bad, further away from the light of God and all that kind of language we use in our worship.”
And: “I believe that the Evangelical Lutheran Church in America wants to be better. They just don’t know how. One of the things that we often underestimate with the power of white supremacy is that the people who are the sickest from it, often do not know that they are infected with it.”
The philosophers of the 18th and 19th century codified that notion. In Philosophy of History (Chapter 2), Voltaire argued that blacks were a separate, lesser species. Europeans felt the need to justify their discriminatory treatment of non-Europeans. So-called “empirical methods” readily allowed them to conclude that Indians and Africans were inferior people.
At some level, my daughter, who was in her confirmation class only last year, must be intuitively aware of all of this. We haven’t had specific conversations about what Jesus looked like. Her rendering of another Jesus is her truth.
I had always thought that, in actuality, Jesus had a darker skin color than the European, white, blue eyed version that I grew up with.
The truth of the matter is that it would make sense, but brings up the heavier question, what color is God?
I have always thought of God more as something totally beyond human comprehension, presenting in whatever color or gender to accommodate the audience involved God is ,
As best as I can understand, the actual life force, a curious combination of nothing that you can see and everything that can be seen and though all powerful, is the electricity as much as the generator…
Okay then, if Jesus is the son of God, what would he look like? I think, however he is perceived by the individual attempting to perceive him… He was the son of God and we are all the children of God.
As I’ve noted, we often make God in our own image.
Absolutely beautiful!!!! I’m overwelmed. Thank Lydia for allowing you to you share this incredible piece of work.