In the season of Advent, we ponder the mystery of our relationship with that which is Infinite. Here is the poem that goes with this piece of art:
The idea for this piece came to me many years ago when I saw an exhibit of works by artist Anish Kapoor. One of his pieces was a large object that hung on the wall, the front-facing surface of which was coated with black pigment so dark that you could not see it. I stood in front of this piece for a long time, straining my eyes to be able to perceive the surface; was is flat? concave? a hole in the wall? It was a remarkable experience; not being able to see something that you knew was there. It struck me as a great visual metaphor for what we call “God;” no matter how convinced we are that God exists, we cannot verify it by the perceptions of our senses. It felt like looking into infinity.