Somewhere along the journey, I transitioned from life around the sea to life in the desert. You see, I grew up around the ocean in So Cal; surfing, fishing, boating. Next stop was Hawaii, where I to to support my family as a full time artists and live a surfers lifestyle and dream.
The major transition in my life was moving to the desert Southwest. What was a sea goer like me doing moving to the desert? Looking back, I know why I am here and have been here for 35 years, it was a divine appointment.
I have remembered surfing every night since I have lived in Arizona. Not physically but mentally…every night before I go to sleep, I re-surf waves from the past from CA, Hawaii, Mexico, and Central America. I cannot get the images of the ocean out of my head. Nor the moments of stillness on the water, light dancing across swells in early morning or that last minute flash of light at sunset. Now that I look back, God was more in my mind, was more present on the ocean than perhaps anywhere else. The ocean cast a spell on me and has never let go. So did God.
Last year, I focused on a series of artwork entitled “A New Earth”. I remember being very sad reading there will be no sea in the New Earth. Bummer!
Now I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away. Also, there was no more sea. Revelations 21
At first, I was saddened at the comment. No sea, I thought heaven might be a place where I could have my own ocean, my own surf location far from the maddening crowds where I could share waves with my friends, where maybe a wipe out did not exist. But without an ocean, where was I going to surf? Then I realized, we will be surfing waves, waves that my limited mind could not fathom.Maybe I will be surfing light waves or sound waves?
So, here is a photo featuring my artwork; A Communion Station, A Table, and miniature glowing surfboards, all reminding me of a command…. “Do this in remembrance of Me”…its a mystical experience.