Hey gang, it's Sean.
Thankfully, Tumnus got the blog ball rolling. I had the hardest time getting those first words down.
I do that with paintings, too.
The first stroke of paint on a canvas nearly kills me.
I often feel like somehow up to that time all of my work has just been
some extended fluke and I really have no idea what I'm doing.
But then, the first line or stroke of color hits the canvas
and I'm off running.
So, here goes:
The idea behind the Studio and this accompanying blog is a cloudy one.
I've yet to nail down exactly where God is taking us on this journey.
But then again, that's how it goes with God.
Almost always.
I'm pretty sure there are a couple destinations that we're not going to end up in.
First, I know we're not going to end up being the next "Christian" thing.
If you know anything about American Christianity ™,
you are well aware of the entirely separate market which exists solely for Christians.
Music, t-shirts, mints, pillowcases.
I even saw a news story about two new Christian reality shows.
And to that I say, ugh.
I don't believe in that market.
I don't believe it is holy.
Or good.
Or beneficial.
It's poo.
So, me and my masked counterpart aren't about to win any awards with them.
I also feel sadly confident that this blog won't be visited often
by many artists that we admire.
Quite a few of the people that really get our creative juices flowing
have no interest in our faith or the concept of god, let alone the Kingdom of God.
So, our friends and artistic influences who are atheists, agnotics, non-Christian
or just disinterested in the whole God gig aren't our audience either.
Shit.
Where does that leave us?
I guess it doesn't matter.
That's the calling of Saint Schizophrenia.
You do what you hear God say.
Audience or not.
Gallery show or not.
And you wait.
In fact, if there is a tagline for The Saint, other than
"yes, we're hearing voices"
then it would be,
"wait for it".
It's written in big bold Sharpie letters on my easel.
WAIT FOR IT.
What is it?
Don't always know.
But in due time, He shows me.
And until then, I fight to make the first stroke
(brush or key),
and then work like a madman until it's done.
Where I end up is wholly
(holy?)
up to Him.
So, here I am, closing my first blog post...
waiting.
later,
sean
Thankfully, Tumnus got the blog ball rolling. I had the hardest time getting those first words down.
I do that with paintings, too.
The first stroke of paint on a canvas nearly kills me.
I often feel like somehow up to that time all of my work has just been
some extended fluke and I really have no idea what I'm doing.
But then, the first line or stroke of color hits the canvas
and I'm off running.
So, here goes:
The idea behind the Studio and this accompanying blog is a cloudy one.
I've yet to nail down exactly where God is taking us on this journey.
But then again, that's how it goes with God.
Almost always.
I'm pretty sure there are a couple destinations that we're not going to end up in.
First, I know we're not going to end up being the next "Christian" thing.
If you know anything about American Christianity ™,
you are well aware of the entirely separate market which exists solely for Christians.
Music, t-shirts, mints, pillowcases.
I even saw a news story about two new Christian reality shows.
And to that I say, ugh.
I don't believe in that market.
I don't believe it is holy.
Or good.
Or beneficial.
It's poo.
So, me and my masked counterpart aren't about to win any awards with them.
I also feel sadly confident that this blog won't be visited often
by many artists that we admire.
Quite a few of the people that really get our creative juices flowing
have no interest in our faith or the concept of god, let alone the Kingdom of God.
So, our friends and artistic influences who are atheists, agnotics, non-Christian
or just disinterested in the whole God gig aren't our audience either.
Shit.
Where does that leave us?
I guess it doesn't matter.
That's the calling of Saint Schizophrenia.
You do what you hear God say.
Audience or not.
Gallery show or not.
And you wait.
In fact, if there is a tagline for The Saint, other than
"yes, we're hearing voices"
then it would be,
"wait for it".
It's written in big bold Sharpie letters on my easel.
WAIT FOR IT.
What is it?
Don't always know.
But in due time, He shows me.
And until then, I fight to make the first stroke
(brush or key),
and then work like a madman until it's done.
Where I end up is wholly
(holy?)
up to Him.
So, here I am, closing my first blog post...
waiting.
later,
sean
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