|Saint Phocas, mixed media collage|
A good person can really piss off bad people. Doubt I have much to worry about. Apparently Saint Phocas did but wasn't phased that he was a thorn in the side of the Emperor Diocletian what with aiding persecuted Christians. He even offered his legendary hospitality to the Roman soldiers sent to kill him although they didn't realize who he was at the time. (About 303 A.D.) When they learned his identity they were ready to lie to the boss. But Saint Phocas insisted, at peace with who he was (a Golden Rule practicing Christian) whatever the consequences - and he certainly wasn't going to risk these soldiers' job security. So yes he did take his creed seriously but not himself. (Reference: gallows humor)
|Saint Phocas, mixed media collage, detail-d|
This subject became rather than arrived fully fledged. Ironically it began as monkeying around with a creepy clown picture from a AAA Roadways magazine. Wasn't working so as I kept noodling with the paint, this somber visage appeared. Not scary, not sad necessarily. It needed counterbalancing - yellow flowers of course. It also needed an identity. With those stitched arches reminding me of halo's, I turned to the internet for a little 'saintly' research.
|Saint Phocas, mixed media collage, detail-b|
Saint Phocas is my man. He's a patron saint of hospitality and gardening. And as he was happening just before the rise of Emperor Constantine he does have that rather stern visage of Byzantine iconography. The pieces fell into place and now, a quiet little piece on living purposefully.
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