Welcome to Bev’s Art and Soul. I fell back in love with art, after having been away for too long. My new love story started with a single pink rose that seemed to call to me while I was taking a walk on a crisp, Fall afternoon. I had walked down this very block countless times before, but I never noticed it. And there were other flowers around, but none as beautiful as this single, pink rose that stood out amongst all the others. It was so beautiful and present that I felt compelled to stop and take a picture. And I even paused awhile to take it in visually.
Later that evening, I desperately searched for my old sketch pad. I knew I had it somewhere and that it had some blank pages in it. I felt the intense desire to draw this flower. I was so happy to find it stashed away under a pile of old books and papers. I opened the sketch pad and I found drawings I hadn’t looked at in many years. And it brought back a flood of memories.
I quickly flipped to the middle of the book, to the blank pages. I got a pencil and started sketching the flower. And then I thought I should fill it in with some color. I found some coloring pencils in my desk drawer, and luckily, I had pink and green. And from there, my beautiful flower came to life, and so did I—I suddenly felt like I had come back to life. I felt as if God was holding my hand and returning the gift he gave me many years ago; a gift I had forsaken.
I used to draw portraits in my youth, although always in profile. I wasn’t classically trained in art, but I had what one would call ‘the eye’, I suppose. I was able to capture likeness fairly well. I really enjoyed having people pose while I sketched. I thought I would pursue that, but life dynamics took me away from art before I had a chance to sharpen my craft. One day I simply lost the passion for it and I just stopped. It was as abrupt as that. One day I drew, the next day and for years after, I didn’t. Over the years, not even my closest relatives knew about my art. I never mentioned it. I kept it tucked away as a memory and didn’t think I’d ever do it again. I did save some of my artwork, though. I had a big portfolio case that I was very proud of. But eventually that got lost, and I was left with one sketch pad with a few drawings.
Life’s traumas and tragedies had a way of hardening my soul, and, that it did, indeed; I couldn’t see the beauty in anything. But then through God’s Grace, I was saved and I received and accepted The Lord, Jesus Christ as My Savior. I am now a disciple of The Lord, Jesus Christ. It is His graceful gifting that put song in my heart and brush in my hand and He is leading the entire way now. I rejoice and thank Him through His works.
Now I have a newfound love for art through the rekindling of my faith. Through my grief and tear-stained lenses, I suddenly see a new world before me, as that single pink rose drew me back in. But it was not then that I had received Jesus. But I know that He called to me that day. He was with me all my life. I had chosen to reject Him. But I no longer do that. I follow Him and He guides my every step.
Since then, I couldn’t get enough of the beauty and colors around me. I saw the world in a new light. I saw the beauty in all that God created. I realized that I had been walking through life with my eyes shut. But now I saw so much that I had missed all these years. I starting taking pictures of everything, trees, people, animals, landscapes, buildings, cars. And then I started drawing from the pictures. I couldn’t get enough. What it gave me was a new lease on life. GOD gave me a new lease on life. GOD handed me back my gift and told me to share it with the world.
Today I realize my calling is to bring The Word to all and to share its truth through my artwork. I hope you can visit often as I depict the scriptures through art. I also do works of art depicting nature, landscapes, animals, people and even cartoons.
I hope you enjoy my website. If you’d like to commission me to draw or paint for you, please contact me here or on social media.