Drawing from the Mind


This pastel was an impromptu drawing from a few months ago. It came to mind, I took out some paper and put the colours down quite quickly. 

I knew what it was . . . it was a temporary shelter of tarpaulins pitched over stacks of random stuff.

An allegorical picture of life and material accumulations so typical of the human condition. 


The phrase that came to mind was 'a moving tent' from James Montgomery's hymn 'For ever with the Lord'.

A hymn that beautifully depicts the pilgrim moving through life on a journey home, his own body being that moving tent. 

Forever with the Lord!
Amen! so let it be.
Life from the dead is in that word,
'Tis immortality.

Here in the body pent,
Absent from Him, I roam,
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent
A day's march nearer home.       James Montgomery 1835

Eventually I painted it in oils as seen below. I'm tempted to define things a little more, but for now I'll hold back and live with it for a while.

The picture draws you into that light space beyond.

James Montgomery knew that life moves daily towards a crescendo and not a demise, towards a brighter light and not a darker end.

This looks like faith feels.