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Oil on Canvas
24 x 36 in
A literal vision of transformation: a weathered rope—once binding—twists and morphs into a sinuous snake at the canvas’s lower edge, the image of bondage shifting into something that both warns and releases.
From that tension, the painting ascends: flowers unfurl, and birds take flight across the upper half, delicate life emerging from and overtaking the broken restraints.
The scene unfolds beneath a vigilant lion in the distance, a quiet guardian whose presence lends strength without threat. Light rays fan out behind distant mountains, backlighting the composition and suggesting a dawning hope.
The overall effect embodies Romans 8:15—no longer slaves to fear, but adopted into sonship—where captivity gives way to beauty, voice, and the tender cry, “Abba, Father.”
Oil on Canvas
24 x 36 in
A literal vision of transformation: a weathered rope—once binding—twists and morphs into a sinuous snake at the canvas’s lower edge, the image of bondage shifting into something that both warns and releases.
From that tension, the painting ascends: flowers unfurl, and birds take flight across the upper half, delicate life emerging from and overtaking the broken restraints.
The scene unfolds beneath a vigilant lion in the distance, a quiet guardian whose presence lends strength without threat. Light rays fan out behind distant mountains, backlighting the composition and suggesting a dawning hope.
The overall effect embodies Romans 8:15—no longer slaves to fear, but adopted into sonship—where captivity gives way to beauty, voice, and the tender cry, “Abba, Father.”