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   The passing last week, at the age of 91, of acclaimed artist Andrew Wyeth highlighted the enormous contribution of beauty made by this remarkable vehicle of Love. Wyeth's most famous painting, Christina's World, appears above. His model was a neighbor who was paralyzed from the waist down. This image is only one of thousands of stunning works he bestowed upon the world.
   I thought of Wyeth for the Journal because of a comment made by his wife about Love. In addition to his "safe" paintings of landscapes, windows and barns, Wyeth also painted a series of nudes of another neighbor, a beautiful woman named Helga (see below.) Since the nudes were of another woman the Wyeth's knew, the images created a sensation. Immediately, tongues began to wag. Was the artist having an affair with his subject? How did Wyeth's wife feel about this? Was she threatened?
   Betsy Wyeth saw at a higher level. When asked what she thought her husband was trying to convey in his paintings of Helga she answered with the one word we preach in this site every day. "Love," she said. And that is what she saw in her husband's paintings – whether the subject was Helga or a curtain blowing in the breeze.
Wyethsbarracoonee7   We each have the ability to respond to the world from our baser instincts or from the higher reaches of our souls. Caregivers encounter unclothed patients everyday. Naturally, this is done in the context of professionalism. Boundaries are important.
   Yet, the average person finds themselves confused when an artist's subject is a nude model. How can that be professional, some folks wonder?
   Any relationship, whether caregiver to patient or artist to model, can be abused or elevated. The answer always lies in what Ms. Wyeth said. When we care-give with Love, God shines through. When artists create with Love, God shines through.
   Our responsibility is to train ourselves to see past a naked patient to the need that patient has. The responsibility of mature art appreciation is to see past the fact that a subject may be nude and instead see if God's Love is shinning through the canvas and into our hearts. When it does, art can teach us even more about the sacred work of caregiving.
   What do you think?

-Erie Chapman  

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3 responses to “Day 26 – Art as Love”

  1. Karen York Avatar
    Karen York

    When I read this story last week, I was glad to hear of the expression of love in this man’s work and the support of his wife. Art in all its forms allows us to transcend our mortality and experience the divine. When we see ourselves and others as works of art, then caregiving will be in its highest form.

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  2. ~liz Wessel Avatar
    ~liz Wessel

    Art speaks to us on a deeper level without the need for words. Perhaps, when we look at art with a judging eye what we see is more a reflection of what we reject or do not accept about ourselves. The art of spirituality sees with an open and accepting heart.
    I remember my first arrival at the hospital when my brother was very ill. Initially, even though I was a nurse, Johnny was very modest and I was equally uncomfortable with the prospect of tending to his intimate care needs. Curiously, in a short time those relational boundaries just faded away. No longer was there any embarrassment and providing his physical care became a very natural routine for us. It seems to me that when you see someone suffer you just want to alleviate the person’s distress and the rest becomes trivial, nothing else matters. Love endures.

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  3. Victoria Facey Avatar
    Victoria Facey

    Art has reflected the human anatomy for centuries. Most of society has come to appreciate Art and the nude model, as many have given themselves for portraits, still life, abstracts, which in turn can serve as education.
    One of my earlier caregiver moments was preparing my maternal grandmother’s body for burial in 1985. As I combed her hair, applied her makeup and dressed her, I gingerly took in what ended up being the last time I would see and touch this woman who I loved so much. Although at first I didn’t believe I could do this, this exercise meant the world to me.

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