My daughter once buried her uncle with every blanket in the house. His feet were the only thing that poked out from beneath the huge mound of fabric. This is where the idea for this painting originated. He looked like a mountain, with little animated feet.
I later remembered Jesus once said that you can move mountains if you have faith the size of a mustard seed.
Even small imperfect faith can do great things.
I love this idea. I love the idea that the seemingly impossible, is possible.
So I headed to the studio with my daughter and our art supplies. We enjoy sharing this space while we both create.