Here is Rembrandt’s painting entitled Artist in His Studio. It has been said that he is pausing to reflect upon pure canvas untouched at this point by his paintbrush. With his weight on his back leg, he seems to be pondering what it is exactly that he will deliver to his audience. The white-ness of the canvas is reflected in the light radiating from its surface. It almost is the light itself. Rembrandt has positioned the painter in the background at such a distance that the size of the canvas dwarfs him. Creativity is needed for creation and in this painting of a not-yet-painting, the area of creation seems to outsize the artist.
Humans are creators. Not creators ex nihilo (out of nothing) but creators of what has been given us. Like the painter, we aren’t the makers of the canvas, we are the users of it. We think, reason, believe, and love our world(s) and thus mold them through our sub-creation (term coined by J.R.R. Tolkien). We mold, brush, and fashion the stuff of this world in the same manner as God because we are the image of God.
Any thoughts on the implications of humanity being the image of God?