"He is dressed in colors for which no language has adequate vocabulary." reminded me of an article I had just read about a living iconographer and some thoughts I had passing through my mind while reading it and viewing the way he used color cf more traditional patterns and the way that it imbued additional meaning to that which is already laden with meaning through the way figures, architecture & etc are portrayed.
You are also pointing to the reality of the leitourgia where we join the Heavenly and Eternal liturgy and worship - I am reminded of the first time I received the Eucharist after chrismation and found, entirely to my surprise, an overwhelming sense of my smallness and trepidation in approaching the Divine.
Many, many thanks. You are so kind. I haven't yet responded because I wanted to do your words justice.
I so appreciate the article. How fascinating! A beloved friend of mine is an iconographer. I will have to send this piece on.
And I love your anecdote. How beautiful. Yes. The smallness. The pilgrim is everything unto himself, and then he realizes how small he is in the face of the Divine. Exactly. I am very glad you enjoyed the piece. I haven't many readers, and your kind words are a profound blessing. Thank you.
It is no accident that I stumbled on this.
Beautifully written, per usual.
"He is dressed in colors for which no language has adequate vocabulary." reminded me of an article I had just read about a living iconographer and some thoughts I had passing through my mind while reading it and viewing the way he used color cf more traditional patterns and the way that it imbued additional meaning to that which is already laden with meaning through the way figures, architecture & etc are portrayed.
https://orthodoxartsjournal.org/the-icon-painting-of-fr-stamatis-skliris-a-call-for-authenticity/
You are also pointing to the reality of the leitourgia where we join the Heavenly and Eternal liturgy and worship - I am reminded of the first time I received the Eucharist after chrismation and found, entirely to my surprise, an overwhelming sense of my smallness and trepidation in approaching the Divine.
Many, many thanks. You are so kind. I haven't yet responded because I wanted to do your words justice.
I so appreciate the article. How fascinating! A beloved friend of mine is an iconographer. I will have to send this piece on.
And I love your anecdote. How beautiful. Yes. The smallness. The pilgrim is everything unto himself, and then he realizes how small he is in the face of the Divine. Exactly. I am very glad you enjoyed the piece. I haven't many readers, and your kind words are a profound blessing. Thank you.
I hope your friend enjoys the article.
You are welcome, thank you for putting your writings out here for others.