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THE REVELATION PAINTING-A MYSTERY REVEALED
This is a true revelation about The Revelation Painting. Throughout history it has been missed and will change religion, as well as history as we know it to be regarding Revelation in the bible. After working on this painting for the past 13 years I realize exactly how something of this magnitude was missed. Upon crushing stones for the painting I began to see how the colors created something very familiar although it was not fully apparent at first. Initially I saw the stones of the twelve foundations just as anyone else but then started to see a pattern. Intermittently within the pattern some stones seemed out of place. I began to research the origins of the stones, ancient known colors, their original names, ancient descriptions and then I realized what the stones meant. A story unfolded before my eyes!
The first stone of the twelve foundations is Jasper (please see the blog on Jasper and subsequent stones). I imagined a “New City” in the sky; the heavens and thought the correct stone was Ocean Jasper; a blue stone. I began requesting Ocean Jasper from all over the world. It was through a dream that I realized my mistake only 10 years later. A dream lead to the discovery and it was as though a tape recorder played the sentence: “His face shone like the sun, as a precious gemstone as clear as crystal; a Jasper stone.” Day and night the words taunted me. I researched Jasper; a quartz and realized that it was the clear, brilliance of quartz crystal which reflects small rainbows within it similar to a diamond effect! What better a stone to signify the pure cleanliness, shine and glory of God himself? A city which “shines like the sun”.
Sapphire followed but the common blue sapphire was not correct either. Upon researching the colors of Sapphire, I was in awe to realize that red Sapphire is a Ruby! I placed a Ruby for the second stone of the foundations and threw caution to the wind. It was a very expense risk and the first time I smashed a ruby into shards I thought I would pass out but interestingly enough, it was comfortable and extremely natural. Mingling ruby with the quartz began to create a fading effect, like dry pigments; the richer the mixing the darker the color, so a small amount caused a pink effect fading to a rich, translucent red-the hallmark of the brilliance only Ruby has. Little did I realize at that time the translucency also played a significant role in the meaning of the New City and the twelve foundation stones.
The third stone, Chalcedony was also known for its sky blue, heavenly color. Now, against the red and clear it was obvious that the blue was incorrect. According to the pattern of color I was trying to discover, it was apparent the Chalcedony was minimally red-orange, if not solidly red. I researched Chalcedony and once again was surprised to find that red is a rare color of the stone. The red of Chalcedony is more opaque that the Ruby. When I looked at the red color it reminded me of blood; the red-orange color of blood and it was like the brilliance of God was bleeding, fading like a slow bleed. It was only destiny that the next stone-Emerald was red. I battled over my theory and knew that at one time Emerald had to have been a red stone. I started from the beginning.
Emerald is a Beryl. Beryl’s come in all colors, including red. After intermittently learning about stones, it was when the economic crisis in the United States prompted me to start collecting a “nest egg”, something that would always have value throughout time like gold, platinum, precious gemstones… I looked for the rarest gemstone in the world and found beyond my wildest imagination red Beryl, a red “Emerald” or Bixbite! I still faced the dilemma of why the only Emerald I had ever known was green. I found that in the 1800s green Beryl was separated from the family and man called it Emerald! I had found the discrepancy amongst the stones and within the fade from translucency to opaque, the deepest red of Bixbite is the color of blood! My New City was bleeding!
What is the most powerful sacrifice made for humanity in the bible? Jesus shed his blood and died for our sins so that we will have everlasting life. Everlasting life in God’s New City! How appropriate for a New City-God’s New City, a new and pure beginning to shine in his image first and foremost. Secondly, to never let us forget the sacrifice which was made-Jesus’ blood and ultimately his life? The first six foundations show glory, a slow bleed, a vanishing bleed through Sardonyx and Sardius (Carnelian) turning red-orange to orange, and the seventh stone (a division stone from one message to another yet overlapping to connect the meanings of a promise), is Chrysolite-gold, like the streets of the New City shiny like glass.
The following colors after Chrysolite are the seven colors of the rainbow in their correct order. A rainbow signifies a “promise” as noted in the story of Noah’s Arch. Personally I would imagine that within the New City there would include a promise of purity, overall good and God’s plan. As I have stated before: I am not religious but I am learning to make my own decisions. If I were God I suppose I would have hidden astounding clues within my work which is what prompted the many mysteries within The Revelation Painting. It is an exciting time and Revelation is rising!

The New City of Revelation and its 12 foundations
The stones are in their correct order.
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RAINBOW

Revelation is about sevens and mysteries. There are seven colors in a rainbow. The seventh stone from top to bottom in the mentioned in the foundations is Chrysolite which signifies a division line within the foundation stones between two messages.

JASPER (QUARTZ)
Rev. 21:11 …“It shone with the glory of God, and its brilliance was like that of a very precious jewel, like Jasper, clear as crystal.”

JASPER-QUARTZ "As clear as crystal"

SAPPHIRE (RUBY)
Every color of the stone Corundum is considered a ”Sapphire” except for red. The red Sapphire is a Ruby.
Translucent red fading from the clear…starting to bleed…

SAPPHIRE (RED) RUBY

CHALCEDONY
More opaque, a richer red-a rare color…heavier bleeding…

CHALCEDONY (RED-OPAQUE)

EMERALD
A Beryl. In the 1800’s, man removed the green Beryl from the Beryl group and called it an Emerald. Is this the Emerald mentioned in the foundations of the New City? It fits perfectly into the scheme of color and meaning.
RED Beryl-Bixbite, the rarest gemstone in the world!
The feedback about this stone is amazing, many people are attracted to it compared to other stones of the painting and ask constantly what kind of stone it is. Why would that be?Why does the stone fall in this position within the foundations? Does it symbolize the rarity of Jesus’ blood? Only 60 pounds of this rare stone was ever mined!
(This gem is typically heavily included, opaque, and the faceted Gem is very expensive. You could expect to pay $20,000 to $25,000 for a one (1) carat Red Beryl; RED EMERALD!)

EMERALD (RED) BIXBITE

SARDONYX
Blood (red blood cells and yellow plasma)
The blood is now fading from red to orange.

SARDONYX (Red Orange Transition)

SARDIUS
Carnelian-pure ORANGE transitional stone into the remaining rainbow. The second color of the rainbow.

SARDIUS-CARNELIAN

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CHRYSOLITE-Beryl. Heliodor-golden, the streets of the New City are also gold like glass. This is the separation line between two messages.

CHRYSOLITE (Beryl-Golden)

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BERYL
YELLOW

BERYL (YELLOW)

TOPAZ
Green

 
 
 

TOPAZ Green

CHRYSOPRASUS
Chrysoprase BLUE…rainbow blue (teal) reference the rainbow.

Chrysoprasus-Chrysoprase Blue

JACINTH
Hyacinth in ancient times and Hyacinth is Sapphire.
Sapphire or mixed Zircon (red/blue) INDIGO

 
 
 

JACINTH (HYCINTH-Sapphire Blue)

AMETHYST
VIOLET

 
 
 

AMETHYST Purple

The New City built by GOD will shine in the image of God’s glory (as noted above-the “shine”) as Jesus’ blood flows to let us never forget the sacrifice he made. The blood separated by the golden division line from blood to the seven (remaining five) rainbow colors in their correct order, of a promise of God’s love.

RAINBOW-A promise!

 

THE REVELATION PAINTING
Please note the most of the stones mentioned have a spectrum of colors, which exhibit fading and transitional properties from one stone to another, therefore one color of the rainbow to the next, e.g. A Ruby may be represented in pink to red in various shades and a Topaz can range in the green-blues, among other colors. Amethyst can be seen in darkest purple to violet to an almost clear (among other colors), which could be considered blending with the clear Jasper and starting the process all over again.
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INTRODUCTION:

THE REVELATION PAINTING

La Pittura di Rivelazione

 

The Revelation Painting was inspired from so many sources throughout my lifetime including the “Old Masters” and their impeccable styles.  The most prominent inspiration beyond a doubt was my mother, Mary Ann.  She was also a very talented artist who put her painting on the back burner in a sacrifice to be a wife and for motherhood and for that I am grateful.  Within her motherly love, she instilled within me a powerful imagination giving me the ability of vision and creation.  My mother ignited the passion of The Revelation Painting mainly through something that happened to her when she was twelve years old; an event that changed not only her life but also mine as her daughter.  Sometimes we receive more than genetics from our parents; we receive the seeds of dreams and through those seeds, gemstone foundations become a magnificent and massive painting!

 I cannot say that I am religious, but I am learning to find my own answers.  The Revelation Painting and 12 years of its creation have offered insight beyond what I could have expected to receive from even formal study.  There was one white bible in our home and it was my mothers.  Although I had spent countless hours trying to read it from the beginning, I returned to the Book of Revelation.  Visual imagery of creatures with six wings covered with eyes, locust with men’s faces, woman’s hair, golden crowns and tails like scorpions overwhelmed my imagination.  Although I found my heart, pounding often times, it was not in fear of what I was reading, it was the image I conjured up through imagination and its glorious power often times carrying me to sleep on the back of a horse with a head like a lion!  My love for the visuals was very inspiring.

Becoming an adult, I began to realize the natural resources of the world and their unsurpassed beauty, which cannot be mimicked even through  science, such as a true rainbow during a soft rain, the blue to violet hues within a red ruby, and the sparkle of a human eye filled with innocence, fear or sorrow.  I began to develop a sense of humbleness while searching for the gemstones that play such a critical role in the New City of this painting.  I saw humanity crushed by diamond thieves, the life, spirit and passion carved from people’s hearts, and in countries where the citizens should be living like kings of the earth due to the natural resources they sleep upon, children are starving to death!   The Revelation Painting developed into a global endeavor through the stones of the New City and the new world it represents.

In creating a global endeavor, I felt it appropriate to utilize as many languages as possible in subtitles of the painting as well creating a sense of unity.  The effort was to pull as many cultures, races, ethnicities as possible into the painting even offering messages in forward, backward and hidden formats within the painting.  People across the globe were and continue to be offered opportunities never seen before to become a part of the painting, of history in the making.  Never before has an artist offered humanity to become intertwined within his/her art as it is being created.  It is an exciting endeavor!

 

  

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Dedication

 

To my children:

 

This journal, associated journals and The Revelation Painting are dedicated and belong to my three children in effort to help them understand that sometimes in life, there are things beyond our understanding and that we are all placed on this earth for a reason.  We may never know our own specific reason if we do not search for answers and look for beauty in ordinary, not just extraordinary things.  Ultimately, we are the masters of our own destinies regardless of whom or what we feel may be the blame for our misfortunes.  I want the three of you to realize that when each of you were born, within your first breath of life, you filled my heart with a passion I have never known since, it is something very rare and sacred which I carry.  The most important thing in life to remember is that it does not matter what material things you have when you leave this earth, what is important is what you take in your heart, leave in other hearts and what you leave behind for the earth.

  

To my family:

 

Always remember the warm, balmy nights where we gazed up and into the stars with our mother who rest amongst them now.  She traced giant purple people eaters, cut our hair in ways we almost shaved bald but little did we realize, she was planting our footsteps amongst the giants.  Our father was not born with a book in his hand on “fathering”, as we were not either.  The most important thing to remember is that a measure of a man or woman throughout a lifetime is to have the ability to realize our mistakes and remedy them.  I know this will sound familiar:  “You will never learn by talking, you will learn by listening.”  How will you measure a man for what he has learned in almost a century if you do not simply take the time to listen?  To all of you, thank you for giving me the honor of knowing you in our lives, you live within me.  Without you all, I would have been blind!

 

Humanity:

 

The muddy red African tribes of today survive similarly, to how my ancestors once did which is an appealing attribute; forging the earth for food and using their hands to acquire what is needed to survive although the click of technology would make it much simpler a task.  The echo of mystical chants thanking the creator for life remains throughout time and encircles the globe but we are oblivious.  We cannot hear past our televisions, our pounding, angry music, we cannot see past our selfishness.  Within a twenty four hour world, those sacred sounds are drown out by the sounds of bars dumping beer bottles several times a night, sirens wailing on their way to pick up a drug overdose who has stopped breathing, a gunshot victim, or some other “unfortunate” victim.

 

We have lost many of the beautiful things given us to create a paradise.  We have ignored the cries of the earth and its members as they drown in naked agony.  The difference between us and the wild beast of the land is that we are supposed to have higher intelligence, we are supposed to be able to find solutions, we are the caretakers bound to help one another, we are the future and only as strong as our weakest member.  At this very moment, our weakest member is dying and it does not take the unsurpassed intelligence of man to realize what that means for the future of humankind.  I am guilty as well, I am hypocritical but I am learning to hear the echoes of mystical chants and within those chants, there is a profound sadness as urgency fades and time waits for no one, not me or you.

 

The Revelation Painting began as simply the religion of the book and through research and evaluation ended in an exposure of truth.  It is a truth of the corruption of humanity and selfishness of humankind.  Mysteries of Revelation revealed and it is self which self ultimately destroys.  To look at the bible, it is a book to teach us the “right” way to exist amongst one another and it states that at the end of time, sons and daughters will become prophets.  We can ask ourselves if God gave those gifts, or in simply evaluating our actions, our past and ourselves, we develop the tools required to create change and save not only our world but also our very lives.  If only we could sacrifice convenience for time, we could reverse the ignorance and damage we have created while given command of our paradise.

 

I imagine this masterpiece scattered upon the ruins of a world we once called home.  It is massive in size and in its messages.  It seems as though the world is spinning out of control in so many ways.  There is no place to jump off and start anew, this is what we were given and we are squandering it away and in the end it will be too late to ask who will save us now?  Although I am unsure if we are teetering on the edge of the Apocalypse, my Instincts of survival push me forward, yet my intuition tells me to prepare myself and to make things right with our creator.  I can start from today to create change, there is no one who can stop me, and I can become responsible and use the charge given me over the earth.  In my humility, my effort may create change and inspire another.

 

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Dreams

This blog is copied from The Journal of Dreams. One of seven journals to be published after the painting’s release in 12/2010. A time investment of twelve years will be complete at that time. The Journal of Dreams begins in July 1998 after awakening from deep sleep July 13Th, 1998 and realizing night was filled with dreams of The Revelation Painting.

July 12Th, 1998

Today is my mother, Mary Ann’s birthday. She seemed somewhat sad earlier on the telephone talking about a project she was working on and asked for my help.  I obliged knowing it would be a futile effort this time as it had been for the past 10 years. She had been tied up working feverishly on Spindletop, Texas and her belief our family was the original owner of that land. Although we had been down the road to Spindletop many times in the past, I felt obligated to help her, to give her hope in her desolate life deep in the West Virginia mountains.

Mary Ann

Mary Ann

She is a very skilful, self-taught painter but has lost her desire to paint in the past years becoming consumed by isolation and depression. I remembered her telling me once that when my youngest sister left home, she would have no reason to continue life. My sister had moved out some time before. When my mother said that, I gazed deeply into her blue eyes for any sign of untruth and it was not there. She was telling me that she would die of loneliness whether from a broken heart or suicide, it was clear that she was serious.

Whether the Spindletop endeavor was a delusion or not, Mary Ann was my mother and not only did I know what she meant by stating she would have no reason to continue life, I knew that focus on Spindletop would create a kind of child in the house she so longed for, missed, and it would ultimately save her life. Nearly everyday I called her and talked about Spindletop and the information I had found in the libraries, Internet, and other sources. It kept her busy and that kept her alive.

There were three things that would fire up passion in my mother; Spindletop, talking about her paintings, and asking her to relive the story of her death when she was twelve years old. We had talked about Spindletop for months, then months became years, and for some reason, perhaps because it was her birthday, today the topic was shifted to “the story” of her death at twelve. Although I had heard the story many times growing up, each time it was retold and relived was like the first time.

This is the seed of The Revelation Painting and I am convinced of that beyond any doubt. When Mary Ann told the story of her death in such artistic detail and emotion it was like I had been beside her and saw every detail. I asked my mother to tell me the story and she eagerly agreed. Her voice softened as she began to remember, like the humble and respect of being given another chance at life. Her voice was as it had been when I was a child and she was about to tell me something about life that demanded full attention. She began to speak.

“It happened when I was twelve years old. I was laying beside my mom in the bed when all the sudden I felt like I couldn’t breathe. No air would move in or out, I was suffocating! I tried to move and I couldn’t, I tried to yell out to my mother and I couldn’t. I was going to die and I knew it. I was afraid and began to panic. My heart was pounding, my eyes were wide open and just when I thought I could not take it anymore a feeling of calm came over me. My eyes closed and I didn’t have to breathe any longer.
The room became bright. I sat up and I looked for the source of the light to find shiny, golden stairs at the foot of the bed, illuminated and so clean. The stairs were long, so long that I couldn’t see the top of them. Something made me go to them, I had to see where they went and I knew I was supposed to walk up them. Upon stepping on them and walking up it was like I didn’t have to try, almost like floating. My feet touched them but I didn’t breathe hard, I don’t think I had to breathe anymore.
When I got to the top, there was a man dressed all in white standing before a beautiful pearl gate. His skin was golden. Not a white man, not a black man but something between like golden brown. He had piercing green eyes but his face was friendly, I knew he would not hurt me, he glowed of love and peace. The gate was closed but I could see through. The floor was shiny like glass and the glare of the shine was so brilliant I could not see if it was translucent or any color, it was just so shiny clean like the glare on glass.
All of the sudden the man said: “Where have you been?” in a startling voice! I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know what he meant, I hadn’t been anywhere. I didn’t answer, he opened the gate and said in a hurried voice: “Hurry up, he’s been waiting for you!” I felt as though I had to hurry and stepped through the gate. He said: “You shouldn’t keep him waiting.” I remember thinking: “Who?”, but then my attention was drawn to so many people to my right side dressed all in white. A feeling of love, warmth and happiness overwhelmed me.
I tried to see their faces and although I knew them, I couldn’t see their faces. I knew that they loved me and were happy to see me. Hundreds of people and I could feel their love. I don’t know how long I stood there when the man said: “Come this way, he is waiting.” We walked to a door which I was compelled to push open and when I did, the brightest light I had ever seen nearly blinded me. I knew that if I wasn’t supposed to be there the light would have blinded me and I wasn’t afraid.

There was a man…something like a man I think. The light was so bright I was unable to make him out. His face was so bright it was impossible to see his eyes, or nose or mouth. Suddenly he began to speak and it was like thunder! I still was not scared though. His voice spoke every language at the same time but I was able to hear my language. It sounded like a creek flowing, like bubbles on the rocks…ploop, plop, doop, doop. He said: “Where have you been, I have been waiting for you?”

I told him I was with my family, my mother and he said it was my time now, I had to come with him. Feeling afraid I told him I wanted to go back to my mother and he said I had been bad. It was time for me to come with him. I tried to think how I had been bad and couldn’t think of what I had done but somehow know I had done something. I started to cry and pleaded with him to let me go back to my family. He said: “I will let you go but remember I will come for you like a thief in the night, you will not know when!”

He continued to say not to tell anyone about this until I was 18 years old. He said: “You will have three chances.” I started to ask what he meant by “three chances” and his voice became very loud and he said: “Run, run now before I change my mind!” All I thought was to run and run fast! As I was running through the door he said: “You will have three chances” and started to laugh. I continued to run through the door, past all the people and down the stairs back to the bed lying beside my mother and I didn’t tell anyone what happened.

When I try to remember back to what happened after I made it back to the bed I can’t remember anything. You are the first I told about it and I was much older than 18 before I told the story. When you were a baby and I looked in your eyes, I knew you were different. Your eyes scared me, but I don’t know why, like a bottomless pit. I don’t know what the dream meant but I know that you are different and you always have been. I knew it since the day you were born and I looked at your eyes.”

The Eye

The Eye

 
In West Virginia millions of stars light the sky at night. Within them lives imagination and something comforting. Oddly enough Mary Ann lives where a creek babbles the words only she can hear. She doesn’t talk about what she hears at night in those dark, dark mountains of West Virginia where the absolute sounds of silence are often times as loud as thunder and the thunder drowns out the sounds of life and the living. Sometimes when I visit, in the middle of the night she says: “Let’s go outside and lay on the picnic table and look at the stars.”

Mary Ann is changing, or maybe she changed long ago. When a child leaves home for a time and returns everything is different. I never realized that during star-gazing with my mother there are voices within a creek flowing less than 20 feet away. West Virginia is known as “almost heaven” oddly enough. I can’t say that I have ever heard the voice of God talking to me in all languages through the bubbling and babbling crystal clear waters or that I ever realized it was just us three; Mary Ann, me and God.

Little do I know why my mother fears my eyes, it is disturbing. Her cracking voice of memory tells me that the fear of God she has within her is tied to the piercing, green eyes of the gatekeeper at the top of the stairs the day she almost lost her life.  It makes perfect sense to me. I have a feeling my eyes remind her of him and she struggles with mixed emotions of fear and love. Somewhere along the line I realized that I am one of the three chances she was offered in lieu of life, and that this painting is what she molded me my entire life for through the story of heaven and God, art and imagination.

Could it be that my mother was spared to become the messenger and her destiny was changed for the greater good of the world?  Everyone ponders existence, especially their own and when trying to see what my mother’s existence was for, I see The Revelation Painting.  When I ponder my own existence, I see the massive painting, and feel the warmth of light and energy, and know that I am one of the “three chances”.  Although still unsure of the three chances and what it truly means, I am sure that I am a valuable part of it.  There are five children, 3 sisters and 1 brother.  Three of us were born one year apart, the others some time later.  Could it be that the 3 born a year apart are the chances?  Time will tell.

July 13Th, 1998  to be continued

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EMERALD-The Fourth Stone

 

Red Emerald-Bixbite

 

Beryl has been considered a valuable gemstone since prehistoric times. There are many colors of beryl known under many names. Green beryl is called emerald. In the 1800s green beryl was removed from the beryl family and called emerald. Blue beryl is aquamarine, colorless is goshenite, pink is morganite and yellow is heliodor ranging from a bright yellow to a honey-golden yellow.

Red beryl is extremely rare and mimics shades of red from bubble gum to to scarlet, or the color of blood. Mainly found within the Wah Wah Mountains of Utah, only an estimated 60 pounds were ever mined in the history of the world! Some smaller amounts have been found in other countries recently. Oddly enough it seems people are drawn to this stone yet do not understand why. The reason will be revealed later via an exerpt from The Stones Journal.

Blood?

 

The most common thread between this stone, its rarity, and the similar color of blood is in fact that the bible pounds a message to its readers that we should never forget that Jesus shed his blood for our sins. What better way to elevate the significance of that sacrifice than to mark it with the rarest gemstone in the world? These facts seem confusing but within The Revelation Painting there is a mystery of Revelation which has been overlooked since the bible was written and it will be revealed in The Stones Journal. Once revealed, the mystery is easily seen in the painting. The price for red beryl or Bixbite is astronomical! For one faceted carat, you can expect to pay $20,000.00 or more. Although I have obtained 6 carats of rough stone and the collection required for this section of the painting (an estimated 272 carats) will obviously have to be forfieted in lieu of a replacement stone of similar color or some other meaningful way to express the significance of this most important section.

I once spoke to a man who had worked in the mines in Utah and asked for the owner’s contact information. He was very put off when he found that I needed to crush it for the painting. He went on to say that the stone was highly coveted and that the owner would never sacrifice it for the painting. I will never know if I do not ask, so time will tell if the mine owner will sacrifice a handful of the stone.

(THIS SECTION WILL BE UPDATED as developments occur)

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These are the journals associated in part with The Revelation Painting.

The blogs are rough drafts of sections of the journals which will be published after the painting is released (projected 12/2010).  I have chosen to publish these blogs and not keep them private as it will give the audience an opportunity to learn and grow with The Revelation Painting in this last year which I term:  The Finale’.

The blogs are in no particular order visible to you but they are being separated into their respective journals behind the scenes.  These journals hold several mysteries unveiled in The Book of Revelation from the bible which have been missed throughout history and once revealed will change history as we know it.  So you are reading history in the making!

The Revelation Painting is created for the people of the globe and for the past eleven years, people have participated in its creation.  The overall endeavor is to create visual peace in these times of turmoil throughout the world.  It is an opportunity to focus on something beautiful and designed to place the viewer in awe. 

Please see the blog about the painting at:  www.therevelationpainting.wordpress.com 

See the blog about the Journals at:  www.therevelationpaintingjournals.wordpress.com

 

The Journals included with this painting are as follows:

Journal I  The Journal of Dreams

This journal summarizes where and how the painting originated, the initial attempts at its creation, essentially the beginning of the work through its completion.  Background on the artist, past experiences, current experiences and thoughts, ideas and feelings while working on this masterpiece are captured within the pages of the journal.  It contains rare insight into an artist mind while working on a masterpiece!

Journal II  The Journal of Visions

Exploring imagination and visually preparing for this endeavor, the journal recalls where the vision arose and how it developed throughout the twelve total years required to complete The Revelation Painting.  It explores the artist views and personal battles with religion, God, the “calling” as a messenger to complete this massive religious painting.

Journal III  Journal of Measures

The Journal of Measures covers not only the grids and precise measurement required for a 12 foot by 40 foot creation, but the numbers and coincidences found throughout the twelve years required to complete the painting.  Small sketched works were required to become at times “larger than life”.  The journal is in graph form to help facilitate readability and understanding of the creative and sometimes scientific processes required to manually enlarge drawings without the aid of electronics or other artificial means.

Journal IV Journal of Sketches

Preliminary thoughts are sketched and worked through in order to create the perfect scene, exactly how the artist conceptualized the painting upon completion.  Starting often times as merely stick images, working through to the completed characters or scenes.  The journal also includes required experimentation to create a painting which would be durable enough to withstand the test of time, e.g., the effects of the raw mineral sulfur and its acidic effects on cloth canvas.

Journal V  The Stones

In depth coverage regarding the stones of the twelve foundations noted in The New City are covered in this journal.  Geological, metaphysical, spiritual and origins are also covered.  Stories about global participation in obtaining the stones are also covered.  Tools, lacquer, and very significant mystery of Revelation is disclosed in this journal.

Journal VI  Truth-The Hemorrhage of Pigs!

The artist reveals the profound change made in the painting in 2009 and how it occurred.  Where religion became political and how it forced the artist to find a way to make the painting stay in its original religious state, yet in moments change into a political piece revealing corruption and essentially crimes against humanity!  This is the climax behind the story of The Revelation Painting which will shock and astound followers of the series when it is realized that there has been a battle of good and evil within the painting the entire time!  The painting bleeds-a hemorrhage and returns to its normal state right in front of your eyes!

Journal VII  Journal of Acknowledgement

This is the journal where all participants globally are acknowledged for their participation in the endeavor and completion of The Revelation Painting.  A one page advertising area is offered (text only, no photography), to advertise business, make a statement to the world, or anything the author wishes.  Contributions can range from a comment, marketing, to sponsorship or obtaining materials.  Everyone is acknowledged, some to the point of limited ownership of a random section of the painting! 

SO COMMENTS ARE VERY SIGNIFICANT IN THESE BLOGS-THE MAIN PAINTING BLOG OR THE JOURNALS.  PLEASE EXPLORE WAYS TO MAKE THE PAINTING BETTER, OFFER MARKETING, DONATIONS, IDEAS, GEMSTONES WHATEVER YOU CAN…IT WILL PAY OFF AND AT THE VERY LEAST, YOUR SELECTED (WHAT YOU CHOSE) INFORMATION WILL BE ASSOCIATED WITH A HISTORICAL PAINTING IN THE JOURNAL OF ACKNOWLEDGEMENT!

The journal titles are written in english and subtitles of the journals as well as subtitles of the scenes of the painting are written in random languages.  The journals will be designed appropriately and with the highest hand quality a painting such as The Revelation Painting deserves and designed to last more than a lifetime.

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