This is me and Horace.
He commissioned this painting without ever meeting me or talking to me.
I thought it would be awkward when he came to pick it up.
I was afraid he wouldn't like it, or like me.
But it wasn't like that.
It was magical.
I am glad I have this picture of him, because all I remember was his eyes.
He wanted to know why I painted everything I did.
And so did some of you, my loving cyber-friends.
When I was asked to make a painting of The Last Supper
in my own interpretation,
I immediately thought of a book I read last year.
I loved her version of Christ, his life and his teachings.
I was raised as a Catholic and know the Vatican's version
of the Passion of Christ.
But Kathleen's is more passionate.
It just felt true to me.
And so I added everything I felt.
Instead of what I thought I knew.
Like the 2 (or more) Mary's being there.
One his wife, one his mother.
There were no villains or victims.
Judas was asked by Jesus to hand him over to the authority.
He wanted it done away from the crowds, so no one would get hurt.
Each person fulfilling their own destiny.
A skull for mortality of the body.
And a dove for the ever-living spirit.
And Jesus made an 11th commandment that night...
'Love one another as I have loved you'
And my own prayers written behind the layers of paint.
It was a painting that pushed me to the edge...
But in the end, I did it the way I felt guided to do...
and Horace is happy and I am feeling relieved (that he is happy)
and reassured (that my guardians are really there)
and feeling blessed.
That I am on the right path.
The Priti Last Supper
Thank you ALL for your continued friendship
and love that I feel from you.
I really do
Love, Lisa ♥♥♥