Painting

Plunging his sleek black brush into the fiery red pool on his pallette, the artist slashed a broad stroke of paint across the white canvas. Within minutes, forms began to emerge from the bland canvas as the artist parried with the empty canvas.

Hacking against the blandness of the canvas, the painter layered colors that developed into distant shapes. There was not yet a crowd to watch but the artist worked feverishly. Blobs of color resting the pallette suddenly appeared on the canvas as forms and shapes that developed shadows and delicate feathering of reflections.

The artist steppped back from his work for a rest, examining his work. He was a good artist and the canvas no long stared with empty whiteness. Colors, forms, depth, and light shone forth.

It was good.

In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth…

Gen 1:1