Last week, I went on an icon painting retreat at Rydal Hall, which is the Diocese of Carlisle Conference Centre and home of the Rydal Hall Community. The retreat leader and tutor was Rev’d Christopher Perrins. Painting icons is done in a prayerful and thoughtful way and the images are always strictly copied, you never ‘do your own thing’.
I have painted icons before, though I am not naturally good at it. I find it quite a challenge both artistically and spiritually. On this retreat I chose the icon of the Seventh Angel. Technically, this was a step up from my previous attempts. The angel is referred to in the Book of Revelation Ch. 11 v. 15
The seventh angel sounded his trumpet, and there were loud voices in heaven, which said: “The kingdom of the world has become the kingdom of our Lord and of his Messiah, and he will reign for ever and ever.”
The image of the icon is from The Church of the Nativity in Bethlehem. There is also a poem about the angel.
THE SEVENTH ANGEL
The seventh angel
is completely different
even his name is different.
Szemkel.
He is not like Gabriel
the golden
pillar of the throne
and baldachin.
Nor like Raphael
the choir-tuner
Nor even Azrael
engineer of the planets,
geometer of infinity
splendid exponent of theoretical physics.
Szemlkel
is black and nervous
and has been fined many times
for illegal import of sinners.
Between the abyss
and the heavens
without a rest his feet go pit-a-pit.
His sense of dignity is non-existent
and they only keep him in the squad
out of consideration of the number seven
but he is not like the others
not like the hetman of the hosts
Michael
All scales and feathery plumes
Nor like Azrafael
interior decorator of the universe
warden of its luxurious vegetation,
his wings shimmering like two oak trees
Nor even like Dedrael
apologist and cabalist
Szemkel Szemkel
…the angels complain
Why can’t you be splendid?
The Byzantine artists
when they paint all seven
produce Szemkel
just like the rest
because they feared they might lapse into heresy
if they were to portray him
just as he is
black, nervous
with his old halo tarnished.
So here is my attempt. I made a mistake half way through and had to rescue it with the help of my tutor… Anne