An Icon for The Chapel of the Transfiguration

On March 16, 2016, the vestry of The Episcopal Church in Jackson Hole approved my painting an icon of the Transfiguration to be hung in the log chapel that sits in the middle of the valley beneath the Grand Teton in Grand Teton National Park in northwestern Wyoming. The gallery below tells the story. Click on each photo to learn more. [click here to return to the thumbnails]

Feb. 20, 2016

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My Children Visit the Chapel

It was a gray day. We could not even see The Grand from the Chapel. Fr. Ron and I sent our son Ronny, his wife Isabel and her son Kaspar out on the snowshoes to visit The Chapel. Fr. Ron and I stayed at the car since we did not have enough snow shoes with us. I tried to follow in their footsteps, but, alas, sank into the snow nearly up to my waist. It was not happening.

The night before, we had had a family talk. One of those where tears were shed. We explained to Ronny and Isabel that we wanted our ashes scattered at The Chapel. There is a place to the right as you enter the fenced area of The Chapel where a plaque on a large rock lists the names of some of the people whose ashes are interred there. That is, if one pays for the small bronze plate that lists the name and dates. Of course, many, many more folks have brought their ashes out and scattered them there without bothering with a name plate. In face, the phosphorescence of the ashes on the surface of the soil glows in the dark.

Well, they could not see the rock or the plaque or the stone bench as they were buried under three feet of snow, but they did spend a long time exploring the place. They took off their snowshoes and went inside. Then we saw them leave and walk around to the backside of The Chapel before they returned to where we were waiting in the car.

We hope they will be able to return to this wonderful place before it is a trip to scatter what is left of us. But, if not, they will know where to come.

So, I am painting this icon of The Transfiguration as a testimony to my children that there is more to the universe than what we see here and now, that God is not only on that mountain long ago, but on this mountain, and all mountains, and in our hearts.

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