God, Artists & The Void (Guest Post by Deanne Welsh)

A Symphony of Grace Amidst Singing Winds

“A Symphony of Grace, Amidst Singing Winds”

(Picture Source: Heidi Holt, www.HeidiHoltSculpture.com)


Over the next few weeks I’m going to be hosting a few great guest posters here on the blog, as well as posting some news about developments coming in the new year.

Today I’m delighted to have Deanne Welsh guest posting for me. Deanne is an excellent writer, who writes poetically and with a tender heart, and has an important message to share with us all, I know you’re going to be blessed by her writing today.

I rest my hand against my throat to feel my pulse, momentary indentation quickly filled. The human body, this form of flesh, intrigues me. Bone structure and muscles allowing me to stand, move, reach and touch. Eyes, these tinted windows, filter light and shadow into transmissions my brain interprets as pictures with depth, color and texture.

When I read, listen to, or view art, my heart constricts, weighted down and then filled. Crushed by my aloneness and yet feeling the pull of a thousand strings that open my heart, connecting me to the artist and humanity.

When I connect deeply to a piece of art, I feel a sense of ownership over it.

Although man was created in the image of God, our process of creating, unlike God’s, is messy, filled with distractions, false starts and detours. A sculpture artist confided in me that the face of the sculpture I admired on her business card had to be sculpted from scratch four separate times. The clay kept cracking because it dried before she could caste it in bronze. Four times she had lifted the heavy head and face from the place it had fallen, to begin again.

Staring at the sculpture and its perfection (above), I found it difficult to picture the time, frustration and focus she had poured into its creation.

When we create, we reach deep into ourselves or the world, pulling a part of ourselves or the human experience out, and we breathe it into our work. Just as God breathed life into mankind, we breathe our life–time, energy, focus–into our work. We pray it becomes alive and moves into the world. Motivations and visions vary, but every artist desires to see something created where before there was nothing; we create out of the void.

We learn, rub up against and are inspired by others, but when we create, we are traveling into uncharted territory. We harness the medium of our choice to our vision, however blurred, of the completed piece and then our work begins. The path is tumultuous. We push through the process of creating, trying to infuse the piece with all we have. A blank page becomes a story and a lump of clay, a sculpture.

Creating is a lonely process as I pour my heart and meaning into the piece. Once it is completed, in that moment before it is released into the world, I pause. This is my creation; I reflect on the process and meaning of my labor. Basking in the safety and stillness of this moment, I listen for the soft heartbeat of my work.

Opening my palm, I set the piece free and watch it become small in the distance. My nervous heart is choked like a mother watching her child board the school bus on their first day of school. I hope…

We may wish to inspire, comfort, humor, or intrigue our readers. We may hold our breath as pieces of our flesh and soul are interlaced with each word and clump of clay, and now lay vulnerable and exposed for others to see, critique, or praise.

It’s easy to stop creating. I want to lay a string of words between us, but upon opening my mouth

I become shy. The words become soft clay that drip from my fingers, too soft to sculpt into a solid form, or like warm rain, evaporating before it reaches the ground. It’s easy to allow our creations to be stopped and silenced before we give them form. We leave them in the recesses of our minds, like weeds plucked from the earth and left on the pavement to die.

I’ve lost count of the creations I’ve killed through neglect. The past is done. This is my new life. My writing life. I bleed and push myself. The empty page stares at me as I sit and wait. Finally, the words come: awkward, gangly, fragmented words. I write, read, re-read, revise, cross out, re-write and eventually send into the world.


What are you creating?

What gives you courage to continue creating something out of nothing? 



90bea677727ad6a71028700624906df4_biggerDeanne Welsh is a girl from the sea. She grew up sailing around the world. She writes for Turning Points magazine and loves words, stories, salsa dancing, and deep conversations. She lives with her husband in San Diego, CA, and hopes to live there for a very long time.  You can find more of her writing at her blog  www.eclecticwaters.com and find her on Twitter at @Eclecticwaters

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  1. Elyse Salpeter on December 2, 2013 at 8:25 pm

    There is nothing more beautiful that a person creating something, be it a master painter or a 3 year old making their first happy face. There is such satisfaction in the creative process. Lovely post.

    • Deanne Michelle Welsh on December 3, 2013 at 5:21 pm

      Thank you Elyse! Your so right about the satisfaction that comes when we are creating. May we all continue to create and continue to find the contentment that comes with knowing we are giving a piece of art our best.

  2. Bob Nailor on December 2, 2013 at 8:51 pm

    I know I’m a piece of clay constantly being re-structured into a better piece. I hope God finishes me since I know He doesn’t usually toss a work away as lost. The creation process is a wonder whether it be art, writing, or even a new soul. Each is beauty in God’s eyes.

    • Deanne Michelle Welsh on December 3, 2013 at 5:19 pm

      I love how you put this Bob! Yes, we are all a work in progress and there is always wonder in the process. Thanks so much for sharing your thoughts!

  3. James Prescott on December 2, 2013 at 9:30 pm

    I love the idea of all of us being creative – every single one of us is a creative person, we are divine works of art created to create, in the image of a creator God. So let’s all create.

    Great post Deanne.

    • Deanne Michelle Welsh on December 3, 2013 at 5:19 pm

      Thanks James! I love that you’re creating and pursuing creativity! It’s not always easy but well worth it!

  4. Christa Sterken on December 3, 2013 at 4:22 am

    What a mesmerizing gift of words you have Deanne!

    • Deanne Michelle Welsh on December 3, 2013 at 5:18 pm

      Thanks so much Christa!

  5. Joy Lenton on December 3, 2013 at 8:32 pm

    A beautifully written post, Deanne. Simply lovely! I can relate to so much of it, especially this:”pieces of our flesh and soul are interlaced with each word”. And how we hover nervous as mother hens over the ‘publish’ button! Our lives wrapped up in our words as they are fleshed out for other souls to find a connection with. We feel stripped bare, exposed and vulnerable in the offering. Then it resonates with another soul; connection is made; light shines and we breathe easy again..until the next time. It’s a real pleasure to meet you and find joy in reading your rich, poetic prose. Thank you, and thanks to James for hosting you here! Blessings 🙂 x

    • Deanne Michelle Welsh on December 4, 2013 at 1:19 am

      Thank you for your kind encouragement Joy! What a blessing to hear that the imagery and words spoke to you! I love meeting fellow artists! Looking forward to hearing more of what you are creating and the words you love.

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