Coincidentally, I created this painting at a time where I was grieving many things in my life.

I did not intend for this to be a weeping painting. The dripping occurred when I mixed linseed oil into the pigment that I used to darken the sky. Since the canvas was standing upright, the medium, through the course of a few days, dripped down eventually hardening and creating this texture. And because it took me a few days after painting that layer to return to the studio, I returned to a painting that had released tears of its own.

In some ways I think of this painting as my own version of a miraculous Catholic weeping statue. In other ways it transports me to a landscape that smells of rain and wet dirt. I once heard someone refer to that smell as the smell of “God”.

The painting now hangs in my basement study area, near a window where the natural light makes the droplets more prominent. Every morning I sit here and spend time with it and take in the morning light. Even though it is a relic of this time in my life, it brings me so much joy to be able to see it in my day to day, and it’s become my most treasured piece.

Reading / study nook in our basement where the painting now resides, it is a special area in our home

Bellow the painting is my candelabra. The candle wax that drips from it very much mimics the tears of the painting

**The Miraculous Weeping Painting**, October 2021, Oil on Canvas, 18” x 24”

Nighttime image of the painting taken at my old studio in Mana Contemporary, where this painting was made. During this time I used to go to the studio late into the night and work on art.