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Mystele (Mih-stehl)

Two thousand eight, the year I began chasing away depression with picture making.


Painting at-my-wits-end prayers, Jesus-help-me pleas. Scribbling away frustrations. Collaging tactile catharses. Mark by mark meandering mercies, sanity, shalom, revival.


Swept off my feet by the creative process.

Absolutely smitten by the in between, the doing, the unfurling of stories, understanding, seeing, becoming, the not knowing, the ensuing problem solving.


Intuitive. Expressive. Imperfect. Wonky. Scribbly.

Mixed Media. Folky. Figurative. Moody. Hope full. Bittersweet. Dark and Light. Love. God. People.

Painted stories. Imaged Hymns.


Visual traces of the Wonder view in this skin, from Texas to Illinois and a million histories in between.

Who is like you, ADONAI, among the mighty? Who is like you, sublime in holiness, awesome in praises, working wonders? -Exodus 15:11, CJB

© Mystele