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Topic: "Splash" 4-11-13 Deadline (04/04/13)
- TITLE: Slashed Red
By Sarah Dirk
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The student picked up a thin paint-brush and didn't hesitate before starting. Biting her lip in concentration, she began her painting. She was lost in her work as the past screamed at her and flowed from her mind, through her shoulder, arm, hand, and fingers until it appeared on canvas.
An average face came into being.
“Allie, you will never be the homecoming queen. I'm afraid you just don't have what it takes in looks.”
The student gazed at her reflection in the mirror for a moment, then added matted and stringy hair to the creased brow.
“Eyes are important, class. They must have depth. Don't rush those eyes.”
“Are you Allie Wilson? I am afraid I have bad news. We just found your son hanging over a bridge. He committed suicide.”
The eyes on the easel became glazed in pain as the student splashed red around the lashes.
“If your portrait has hands in your painting, make sure that they are the right size. Don't mistakenly make them larger than life.”
“Mom, I want to go overseas to work as a missionary. Will you let me go?”
The hands were open, creased and gnarled. The student splashed a drop or two of red to show sacrifice.
“The mouth shows huge emotion, students. Watch those curves.”
“Ma'am? Your husband just had a stroke. You need to come with me.”
Red splashed onto the canvas and stained the white teeth that bit cracked lips in exhaustion.
Details and depth showed in her work as she laboured on the portrait. Brushing back grey hair, she frowned in concentration. What was missing? A tear dropped as she realized. Reaching for the red paint-brush, she cruelly slashed the body in red.
“Are you going to be okay, Allie? The kidnappers beat you up pretty badly.”
“All right, class. Time's up. We are done for the day.”
Allie laid down her brush and gazed at the easel for a long moment before turning and slipping out of the room.
Eternal eyes, glazed in pain, stared after her from His place on the cross, His body slashed in red.
“Surely He hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem Him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.” Isaiah 53:4 KJV
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