Jessie Bearden plays with her food.
I was always taught not to play with my food. Maybe that’s why I never became the artist I aspired to be as a child.
Actually I was discouraged from being an artist because I was told you can’t make any money at it.
But I rebelled and became a wordsmith, an artist with words.
God tells us to be like Him; He created. As much a I admire art around the world, none compares to the daily painting God spreads on his canvass of a sunset. None equals the beauty of a flower. Consider the lilies of the field…even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these — Matt. 6:28-29.
I’m going to be a fan of Jessie Bearden, who create surprising portraits out of food. And I’m going to keep writing.
But I can’t wait to get to Heaven to see the wonders of God’s art there. I admire His beauty everywhere here on Earth.
I bet the artists continue doing their art in Heaven.