Sacrifice I-Original

This is what Sacrifice I looked like before I went to collaging it onto a few other sheets of paper. I actually kind of like this original better. Go figure!

I remember the crape myrtles that stood around us, how they swayed in the wind, their flush petals showering everything with their soft beauty. The wind wrapped around me, a gentle blanket of warmth that lulled my senses into a placid state. Falling petals filled the Garden to an endless blue horizon swept by beams of sunlight. My senses drank up the light, absorbing it, letting it quiet me to a state of peace. This place was beauty, it filled a part of me that was always full, yet I had never noticed. So natural it felt to be wrapped in warmth and tranquility. This place was the Garden. Eden. I had never witnessed such beauty awakened. Every petal and flash of sunlight etched into my memory should I ever be forced to leave it like so many others had.
The children stood hand and hand at my side, so fragile, their eyes looking to me for protection against the world. I was their Light, their Guardian Angel, these frail and tender children of God. I looked to Adam and to Eve and told them to stay in the safety of the Garden for there was a journey I must undertake. My guardianship of them required that I take the journey into the Garden alone. He was waiting for me there at the center.


Part of a personal series based on a dream I had so very long ago, but still parts of it are as vivid as yesterday. Working on it for class while trying to take a new approach to subject matters. Dreams are an entirely different territory for me. The literal stylized approach just never gets the point completely across.

Mixed media (broken mirror, watercolor, charcoal, Sharpie, acrlyic, feathers), 14"x17".