MARJOLEIN LUKAS IS A CONTRIBUTOR TO THE MICHAEL J MUSEUM OF ART. WE COULD NOT BE MORE EXCITED! THANK YOU, MARJOLEIN….
A while back, Marjolein was unable to join us for an interview on A Place in Your Heart Talk Radio. Our topic was The Spirit of Art. Marjolein sent a letter to me that is so beautiful that I am honored to share it. It’s about Spirit, it’s about Love. It’s about Life Changing Experiences. More importantly, it is about a special blessing of bliss that Marjolein received from Michael Jackson.
Rev. Dr. Catherine M. Gross
I really loved listening to your show with the writers. I loved hearing those stories, poems and experiences about and with Michael;
About us being a little note in the symphony of Love, about Michael as a healer of lives, yes, he healed me, and continues to do so, as I write this. And about Michael telling us to go forth and create that better world he was singing of, writing about, and living for.
When I paint, I paint about that. You asked me about the spiritual energy that precedes my work.That energy has a name: Michael Jackson.
When I’m in my painting room having fun with my paint and brushes, it’s not only me in there. Michael is with me, and that’s when I receive images, inspiration from him. They keep growing in front of me just as if they were there in front of my eyes. So whenever I feel like it, all I have to do is paint what was there in my head, heart, or in front of my eyes. Michael gives them to me and all I have to do is paint them.
It’s like being on the phone with Michael. He is always there.
Sometimes there’s a disturbance on the line. I can’t get through, can’t hear him, can’t see him or feel him and his Message of Love. But I learned that that has nothing to do with him not being there. It has to do with me. The line is always open. The Love is always here. I just have to pick up the phone and listen, or tune in and feel it. Michael is holding my hand… always….
It’s me who’s sometimes to caught up in life, I’m the disturbance on the line. Isn’t it a miracle Michael keeps that line open even during such times? What a blessing! Whenever I’m ready, whenever I’m able to pick up the phone, he is here. That’s Love.
And I feel so blessed every time I can sit down, breath in the Love, and express what he’s showing me, through my art.
This is when it all began:
My journey with Michael began on the morning of June 26 2009. I was living my life up until then, or better said: I was dealing with it, coping with it.
I experienced a few rough times in the past I had to learn to deal with. My childhood not being a happy and carefree one, coming out in an ‘act normal that’s strange enough’ Christian environment, a nasty divorce, my mom died. Let’s just say I was in survival mode at that time. Then I went to work on the morning of June 26 2009. I got in my car, turned on the radio and heard the news of Michael’s passing and that’s the moment I woke up. Michael touched me, better said grabbed me and gave me a Big Hug.
I had to stop my car for a moment and knew something had changed. Something big, and that’s when my journey with Michael began.
I started to search for anything I could find out there about him. I searched for the truth, because I knew everything I heard about him was a lie. I remember watching that awful documentary from Bashir and thinking: “Wow… I’m so sorry for Michael, look what they make of him, what they’re doing to him.. He’s good, they are bad, and bad wins, all the time, that’s life”
Yep, that really was what I was thinking in those days before June 2009, like I said: survival mode…
So I started exploring, started to search for the truth, mostly online, and I ended up on a website from the Heal the World Foundation and connected to some beautiful souls there who felt exactly what I felt. I started listening to his music, his lyrics, his poems, his speeches. The Oxford speech for example had great impact on me personally: forgive people who hurt you in the past, so you can go on with your own life… wow… That changed my life. Finally I was able to hear his Message of Love and I could feel it. And in those days my paintings changed. How could they not? Most of my paintings before June 2009 are about dark, not happy things.
But that changed. I changed because of Love, Michael’s Love, and because he joined me on my journey, my paintings changed. I am an idealist from origin, used to be standing on the barricades. In the past I stood on the barricades for several causes, for instance for LGTB rights. But somehow that all faded in the background before June 2009, I fell asleep and slept my way through life not really living it.
Then I woke up and started traveling with Michael, I started out angry, so I started a project called: Spread the Love…my way. I was angry because ‘they’ did it again. They silenced this beautiful person, this beautiful voice, with that beautiful Message of Love, and I decided to do something, to keep sharing Michael’s Message. Of course no one can silence Michael’s Message, because nothing can silence Love, but in the beginning I did not know that. The project started out small, with little paintings glued to a piece of cardboard with printed quotes of Michael also glued on there.
Nowadays the paintings and quotes are evolved to professionally printed postcards. And I’m no longer the only person involved. Many cards are left all over the world by beautiful people who joined in the project, I send cards to members of the MJ Fanmily, or give them to colleagues who are gonna travel to a faraway place, and they leave them wherever they want. Cards are left behind in the USA: at Forest Lawn and Neverland and other beautiful places I only can dream of visiting someday. They are left behind in the Netherlands and all over Europe, in countries like Hungary, Denmark, France, Greece and Spain. They are even left behind in Australia and Nepal.
The anger left, but the project is still here, because I think the world needs Michael’s Message. I feel blessed because I play a small part in keeping the message out there, and I wanna continue to do so, for Michael.
Besides the project, I still make paintings of course. How could I not? Michael is a pushy little Moonwalker like Jan said in your last show, and people started noticing somehow. I share my paintings on Facebook, on my website, in exhibits ( small ones: in local libraries, old people’s homes, local art fairs and so on) and a few of them are published in books. It’s scary to go public with what I create. First few times my work was in an exhibit, it felt like it was me, completely naked, hanging on the wall, but somehow people, even when they don’t know about me and Michael, seem to like it. Especially kids and the elderly are attracted to the colors I use and the scenes I paint.
Most of my art show visions of Heaven on earth or Neverland. Those are the same in my opinion. A world Michael shows us in his songs, writings and Love. I try to recreate the things Michael shows me. Most of my paintings are filled with the moon, butterflies, sunflowers, heart shaped leafs, feathers and other signs of Michael’s Love.
Sometimes I even try to make a portrait of Michael but that’s something I’m not really good at.
Let’s just say I’m practicing. I really love the work of Siren, Mimi, Cecile, Hitomi and Ira and a lot of other great artists I connected with through time and Facebook. Slowly I’m learning to also share the words which are given to me once a painting is (almost) finished.
a kid’s swing
from a cold world
an island of solitude
in a lonely sea
in You came
to take me
on this sacred journey
now here am i
with nothing but my Love
i don’t know
how to be
scared of the moon
And here’s an old poem with a new painting.
Standing at the beginning of a new direction,
standing at the portal towards Hope.
Will she leave behind a world of hurt,
distress and disconnection?
It’s the world she got to know.
She knows how to move around,
knows what they expect from her,
she lives up to their expectations,
heading nowhere fast…
she’s standing at the entrance of an enchanted forest,
bringing a gift.
She found an old friend,
covered in dust,
from years filled with fear.
softly in her ear:
“You are not alone
I am here with you”
“Let us dream of tomorrow
where we can truly love from the soul,
and know love as the ultimate truth
at the heart of all creation.”
She no longer waits
She no longer hesitates
She no longer wavers
Michael, knew, of course, I’m an idealist, one for the barricades, when he woke me up. And he, by loving me and joining me on the journey, gives me a purpose, a cause, to live for, and I love him for that. I wouldn’t want it any other way ever again. He turned my life upside down and back again just the way it is supposed to be. I’m here because of his Love. Thank you Michael!