|Icon "Our Lady: Hope of Africa", by the hand of Sarah "Sallie" Thayer, 2012|
Above is my most recent effort and this image leaves me feeling just a bit more satisfied than any of my previous efforts. I think the reason why might be because I used a photo of Immaculee Ilibagiza (see below) as my model for Our Lady. Her face is so expressively African to me -- although I am aware of how widely the faces of African women vary over the length of that huge continent. At any rate, this effort seems to leave me a bit more settled in this strange desire to draw this particular image.
It really is strange, you know, that I feel this way. I am not African. I have never been to Africa. My only legitimate connections to Africa are the beautiful teenage girl in Zambia who I have been sponsoring for a number of years and my love of the writings of Alexander McCall Smith "No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency" author whose novels take place in Botswana!!
Just in case you are not familiar with the name of Immaculee Ilibagiza, here is her photo and a short portion of her biography taken from her web site. She wrote a book after surviving the Rwandan genocide. The book is entitled: "Left to Tell" and is one of the best descriptions of the experience of pure evil that I think I have ever read.
Other African icons by the hand of Sarah "Sallie" Thayer:
|Icon "Our Lady of Sudan", by the hand of Sarah "Sallie" Thayer, 2010|
|Icon "Our Lady of Kibeho", by the hand of Sarah "Sallie" Thayer, 2011|
Kibeho, located in Rwanda, is a place where Our Lady began appearing before the Rwandan genocide, warning the people.
Icon, by the hand of S. Thayer, based on a Latin American image
|Icon "The Black Madonna", by the hand of Sarah "Sallie" Thayer, 2012|
MEMORIES OF A YOUTH ILL-SPENT
|My best friend in Tennessee, her younger sister and me!|
The story I had planned to tell you was one which, in the past, I had often told as an example of how very naughty, even amoral, children can be – especially if the adults in a child’s life do not practice what they preach. I would tell this story as a humorous one – telling it in such a way that it made people laugh at a clear example of how even the worst of children can be rescued by the grace of God.
As I prepared the second instalment for today’s posting, however, I became very aware, for perhaps the first time, that this is a very sad story – in fact, it really isn’t humorous at all. Let me explain:
(to be continued)
Sorry folks, but there is no Braden or Suki or Sallie this time. I have simply run out of energy. I will fill you in on all that has been going on next time.
My the peace of God surround us all.