Hand-painted Water-colour Post-holiday Thank You Cards Just Like They Make ’em In The Country
A quiet day at home making Thank You cards with the nice smooth Pentel Poster Colours and brushes that someone’d brought over from Singapore. Card designs inspired, naturally, by the homey flora and fauna painted on tourist kitsch in Switzerland.
Coupled this with a few choice talks about the importance of systematic theology, several simultaneous conversations on Whatasapp about near-deaths and funding for missionaries and dinners in the week ahead, and attempted to eat pad thai & drink tom yam soup (instead of the paint at the end of the brush that, at times, was mistaken for the fork).
A decade ago, it would be unseemly to give real friends such amateur attempts at painting. But now, one imagines it might possibly be appreciated – because of the supposed authenticity of the gesture, just like home-baked treats and home-brewed beer by home-grown beards (paired with plaid shirts and corduroy trousers and high leather boots).
The cult of authenticity pervades the church as well, but it is usually the self-centered sort that makes excuses for our many sins – mostly, as sins are, of thinking too much of ourselves: “Oh ho! I can’t help hogging the conversation and talking about myself all the time,” booms the self-professed extrovert* proudly to all who will listen. “Erm, I can’t help running away from everyone else and being by my comfortable old self,” mumbles the self-confessed introvert* from his little corner, etc.
*regardless of the veracity of such distinctions