My journey as a prophetic artist began with a life-altering prophetic word spoken over me by a seasoned prophet who knew nothing about my story. He declared repeatedly that God wanted to release something new through me using art—an expression tied to what I had walked through. At the time, I didn’t fully understand it, but looking back, I see how deeply this word was connected to God’s healing work in my life, especially His restoration of my mind after decades of living with PTSD. As truth about my identity in Christ was reestablished, something dormant within me began to awaken.
Initially, I assumed this “new thing” referred to my background as a writer and graphic designer. I had decades of creative experience, but no formal training in painting or illustration. Yet the prophetic word continued to stir. Near the end of my time at the School of the Prophets, God led me to two Spirit-filled mentors in prophetic creativity. Through their teaching, my understanding expanded. I began to see how art could be a vehicle for healing, restoration, and direct ministry to the heart, and how prophetic creativity is rooted not in performance, but in co-creating with God.
Right as I was finishing one course, a dear friend of over twenty years—Vivien, a skilled portrait artist—felt prompted by the Holy Spirit to tell me about something called Fluid Art, or pouring art. I had never heard of it, but as I began researching, watching tutorials, and experimenting with supplies, something inside me came alive. When I created my very first piece, it felt like a spark ignited. I knew instantly that I had found my artistic niche. Fluid Art felt like partnership in motion—paint flowing, merging, dividing, and revealing pathways I could never have planned. It brought together my eye for design and my life of prayer in a way that finally felt whole.
As I worked in this medium, I began to recognize how closely it mirrored my healing journey. Recovery from PTSD had not been linear; it came in layers, waves, and unexpected releases. Fluid Art carried that same grace for unpredictability and surrender. Beauty emerged not through control, but through flow. The canvas began telling the truth my body already knew—that surrender is not passivity, but responsive trust. With each piece, I sensed the Lord delighting in the process, teaching me to notice subtle shifts, to wait, to listen, and to let things settle. Worship became tactile, and color began to sing.
Still, I wrestled with one question: how could non-representational art be prophetic? As I brought this to the Lord, He gently reframed my understanding. He showed me that while representational art can minister through imagery, He wanted to speak through color itself—directly to the emotions, bypassing the analytical mind. Colors could carry peace, courage, healing, and hope, especially for those recovering from trauma. This revelation aligned powerfully with a prophetic word Theresa Dedmon once released over me—that my life would become a storyboard for God’s glory. Through Fluid Art, I now steward palettes the way others steward words or melodies. This is the new thing God has entrusted to me: prophetic art that speaks through color, movement, and presence—and it has become one of the most healing and joy-filled expressions of my walk with Him.
