Man of Sorrows - by Nicky 2008
He had no beauty or majesty
Nothing in the way He looked
that we should desire Him
Despised, rejected
a Man of Sorrows
And we esteemed Him not
Yet He took our infirmities
and carried our suffering
Pierced for our transgressions
Crushed for our iniquities
Opressed and afflicted
He gave His life for us
Also did a small oil pastel with an area that had a varnish mask just to see what would happen with that which was kinda fun. I love the flexibility of oils in that you can move them around the canvas for a long time as they take so much longer than acrylic paints to dry. Just the odour is not that great for the nose (of the turps) in an enclosed space.