prayers in Latin

Deus

O God, come to my assistance; O Lord, make haste to help me.
Ps 69,1

painted iron strips,  h 1.5 m

  Deus in adjutorium meum intende, Domine ad adjuvandum me festina.

O God, come to my assistance; O Lord, make haste to help me.

Ps. 69,1

Credo in unum Deum, Patrem omnipotentem, factorem caeli et terrae,

visibilium omnium et invisibilium.

I believe in one God, the Father almighty, creator of Heaven and earth,

of all things visible and invisible.

first article of the Nicene Creed 

  pen on A4 paper

Cor Jesu, vita et resurrectio nostra, miserere nobis.

Heart of Jesus, our life and resurrection, have mercy on us.

Litanies of the Sacred Heart

acrylic on paper, 24 cm x 32 cm 

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Iesu, miserere. 

Jesus have mercy.

pencil, parallel pen and guache on A3 paper

Ecce crucem Domini; fugite partes adversae.

Behold the Cross of the Lord; let His enemies depart. 

prayer of St Anthony




 

detail

Pater noster qui es in caelis, sanctificetur nomen tuum.
Adveniat regnum tuum. Fiat voluntas tua, sicut in caelo et in terra.

Our Father who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in Heaven.

pen and ink on paper 20 cm x 13 cm

Pater noster qui es in caelis, sanctificetur nomen tuum.
Adveniat regnum tuum. Fiat voluntas tua, sicut in caelo et in terra.

Panem nostrum quotidianum da nobis hodie,

et dimitte nobis debita nostra, sicut et nos dimittimus debitoribus nostris.
Et ne nos inducas in tentationem, sed libera nos a malo. Amen.

Our Father who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread

and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us;
and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.

diptych of the prayer taught us by Christ Himself

ink pen and ball point pen on paper; each "panel" is 29 x 10 cm













 

I start by making a scaffolding of lines, lines multiplied like repeated musical notes, like a child playing with bricks, not constructing anything definite. Then on these coloured penstrokes I write the sacred text. The lines therefore become the foundation for the text. I'm thinking of the Incarnation, the Creator creates from nothing, for He is the unique source,

then - surprise!- He enters His own world.