The Artist in the Work

    A moment ago I said the artist won't be found in the work itself because the artist is separate from the work.  Hudson River artist what's-his-name painted himself into the corner of his landscapes. Cindy Sherman makes herself the subject of her works all the time. Woody Allen or Alfred Hitchcock put themselves into their movies. But we still would not say that they, the artists themselves, are actually in the work.  It is still just a two-dimensional image of them, on canvas or film.  And there are the moments in Monty Python and the Holy Grail when the filmmakers are being carted off by the police, if I'm remembering correctly.
   But then there is God, the artist, the maker of it all.  And he has a message for the work he's created.  And so he makes himself one of us, in every way--body and spirit, three-dimensionally us--in the form of the Son.  He is only here for a short time that way, but long enough to communicate what needs to be said and demonstrated.  Then he zooms away again.
    The Artist has visited his creation, lived among us, and shown us the way out.  :-)