11 May 2020 / 8.36pm
"Tell it to your children, and let your children tell it to their children, and their children to the next generation." - Joel 1:3
My works of art carry a very specific, personal story about how it came to be.
Our stories start even before we were born…
…end with our death.
In between, we tell our stories.
In life, we play many roles: a husband, a wife, a mother, a father, a son, a daughter, a grandmother, a grandfather, a worker, a homemaker, and so on…
Often, we are so busy playing these roles that we forget these merely parts we need to play. We play a particular role for so long that we become the part. Only some life-changing event jogs us back to the reality of who we are and not what we have become.
I was once deeply hurt, so much so my agony affected my creativity. God would use my painful experience to inspire an art piece and help me to move on to my next chapter.
Thus, the beginning of another story…
On day, I decided to write letters to God. So, I prepared 2 jars. One is for "Letter to God" another jar is for "Letter from God"
As time has gone by, I noticed the jar, "Letter to God" filled up very fast, into my 2nd and 3rd jar. But the jar, "Letter from God" hardly fill up.
I realised I've vented my frustration and hurts to God more than I received His Word. From then on, I learn to receive His love everyday. In a short time, I filled up the jar, "Letter from God." Venting my inner frustrations and hurts helps to release my emotional pains.
In 2016, I produced an art installation entitled, "Dear God…"
Here is my story…
The most basic questions everyone faces in life are Who Am I? and Whose Am I? Many self-help books suggest that people should look within, at their own desires and dreams, but my journey starts with writing letters to God to explore the meaning of my life.
I shares my personal collection of letters to God from 2005 - 2016. Everything to do with my emotions were revealed in these letters…hundreds of them!
But,…
God has only one letter for me!
“I LOVE YOU."
Venting to God however, allows Him to minister to me directly, because He loves me.
During the exhibition, I heard many artists spent 2-5 years on their artworks. I felt inadequate compared to them because I only spent one week.
I looked again at my work, only then I realised it took me 11 years of journey.
“If the path be beautiful,
let us not ask where it leads.”
- Anatole France
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