Artistic Theology


I think of art as a form of worship. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, right? Does it not make you feel good when somebody likes what you did so much that they just had to copy it? God probably felt pretty good when Michealangelo painted the Sistine Chapel. Or when Van Gogh painted Starry Night.

Speaking of Van Gogh, I just bought a Vincent Van Gogh calendar. His paintings disturb me. But, in a good way. I have feelings when I view his paintings. I don’t know what the feelings are exactly, but they are feelings nonetheless. For instance, when I look at “Crown Imperial Fritillaries in a Copper Vase”, I feel dizzy. Or, for example, when I gaze upon “Morning: Going Out to Work (after Millet)”, I feel flabbergasted. And on occasion, while gazing at “Wheat Field with Cypresses”, I sometimes feel a little gassy. Not a particularly deep emotion, but a feeling, anyway.

I believe that he worshipped God through every painting that he did. Those of us who believe in God all have our own personal way to worship. Mine is through my art. I am imitating God by creating my own little world. Therefore, by imitating, I am flattering. Subsequently, by flattering, I am worshipping. Do I fear heavenly charges of copyright infringement? Naw. God doesn’t care about that. He wants me to copy Him. And besides, He doesn’t need any more money. After all, God is more than likely…richer than God!