Monday, October 30, 2006

All Hallow's Eve Eve

A few Halloweenish charcoal's from my favorite artist, in preparation of Hallowmass Eve

by Odilon Redon

Devil Carrying off a Head, Odilon Redon


Sunday, October 29, 2006

Thirtieth Sunday in Ordinary Time

Question Mark in stain glass, Donald David


"Jesus, son of David, have pity on me."
And many rebuked him, telling him to be silent.
But he kept calling out all the more,
"Son of David, have pity on me."
Jesus stopped and said, "Call him."
So they called the blind man, saying to him,
"Take courage; get up, Jesus is calling you."
He threw aside his cloak, sprang up, and came to Jesus.
Jesus said to him in reply, "What do you want me to do for you?"
from today's Gospel (Mark 10)

Friday, October 27, 2006

under london street


The Skin Game

For Alfred Hitchcock's 100th anniversary London had some mosaics installed in the subways, some of them are very neat, they capture a pulp feel.








Strangers on a Train




The Wrong Man

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

being and atemporality

Incredible Lightness of Being, McRae


Pope Benedict today gave a speech, in which he said:

"Overestimating 'doing' and obscuring 'being' does not help to recompose that fundamental balance which everyone needs in order to give life a firm foundation and a valid goal."

"To allow oneself to be carried away by the joy of discovery, without safeguarding the criteria that arise from a more profound view, would be to relive the drama of the ancient myth: The young Icarus, carried away with the desire of flying to absolute freedom, ... got ever closer to the sun, forgetting that the wings upon which he rose to the skies were made of wax. His fall and death were the price he paid for this illusion."

Icarus, Frank Wright

Monday, October 23, 2006

new caprica falls into the sea

Saturn Devouring his Children, Francisco Goya


I have been thoroughly enjoying the new season of Battlestar Galactica, and a certain theme that is bubbling under its surface has sparked my curiosity. Science Fiction can be a great tool to develop ideas that are hard to develop in realism; for instance, what happens when humanity is almost gone, teetering on a dark abyss of non-existence? How far should a people go to preserve themselves?

Which brings me to the present. The Bishops have recently voiced concern over the growing sentiments of western civilization's treatment of those they see as others. And, in the US, public opinion has spiraled into a closed-eye policy, where fear has paralyzed our mind and in hopes to remain safe we are willing to forgo morality.

So the question is: Is it worth saving humanity if we lose our humanity along the way?

Sunday, October 22, 2006

Twenty-nineth Sunday In Ordinary Time


"The LORD was pleased
to crush him in infirmity."
From the first reading today(Isaiah 53:11)


Sometimes a line from the Old Testament, when pulled out and quoted, sounds so ultimately bizarre.

Friday, October 20, 2006

what it means to be zero

One of the only things I enjoy about my current academic year is my Italian matrix theory professor who words sentences in the most peculiar way that it is worth it to go to class just to see how she will say things. For instance: "What does it mean to be zero?" and "I am like a clock when you ask me what time it is." This brings me to the art below, because, out of boredom, I type that first saying into google and sifted through the result and stumbled upon a group of Japanese artists in a group called null, whose work ranges from graphic design and photography to paintings and music. Their website is like a strange labyrinth. Here are a few pieces of art from its members:

History of Man, Akira Osawa


Photo by +39/K.Tozaki


A picture from their most recent gathering to create communal art

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

someday I will live in the future

I stumbled on this keen site of old sci-fi book covers, spanning back all the way to the ace doubles of the 50's. Some of the artwork on these covers is simply amazing, so here are a few:


Cemetery World, John Schoenherr

Telepath, Richard Powers

Orbit 8, Paul Lehr

An Exercise for Madmen, Jack Gaughan

Sunday, October 15, 2006

rather than light

Wisdom Enthroned

"and I chose to have her rather than the light,
because the splendor of her never yields to sleep."
from the first reading today(Wisdom 7)

Friday, October 13, 2006

"Autumn and spring pass like robberies across his eyes"

Cybernetic Brautigan, Eric Sherman



For those who haven't ever read "In Watermelon Sugar", they should; because that's where the deeds are done and done again as the deeds are done in watermelon sugar. Well, that and because its a frightfully fun book to read.

At the bookstore I found an old out of print Brautigan poetry collection, "Rommel Drives on Deep into Egypt", Which had many pearls, for instance:

LOVE'S NOT THE WAY TO TREAT A FRIEND


Love's not the way to treat a friend.
I wouldn't wish that on you. I don't
want to see your eyes forgotten
on a rainy day, lost in the endless purse
of those who can remember nothing.

Love's not the way to treat a friend.
I don't want to see you end up that way
with your body being poured like wounded
marble into the architecture of those who make
bridges out of crippled birds.

Love's not the way to treat a friend.
There are so many better things for you
than to see your feelings sold
as magic lanterns to somebody whose body
casts no light.


Wednesday, October 11, 2006

slothfully nonplussed

Melancholia, Durer

Last Friday I watched this 20/20 about sloth, and reflected on how sad it was that the concept of sloth has become a protestant perversion. In the special, as is most likely thought by most, sloth was related to laziness: not working hard, not being a go-getter, not proving a protestant work ethic.

But this was never what sloth was about, this idea is a an evil creeping invention of Calvin's idea that somehow our material prosperity shows our divine election (and yes this is silly, when one reads anything in the bible or church fathers, but he ignored that apparently).

But the saddest part about this societal trend is how we lost the original idea of sloth: said by Aquinas to be, "sluggishness of the mind which neglects to begin good." It is spiritual inaction, choosing the easy instead of the right, preferring to choose nothing, or everything, rather than to decide what is right and pursuing it. But this original definition of sloth is perhaps a little to uncomfortable in the world of advanced Capitalism, where material gain is our goal, and abandoning truth and good in its pursuit is seen as some perverse virtue.

Here's a nice article on real sloth.

Sunday, October 08, 2006

Flesh of my Flesh

Creation of Eve, 13th century Psalter

"The LORD God said: 'It is not good for the man to be alone.'"
From today's first reading(Genesis)



Creation of Eve, Roderick Mead

Friday, October 06, 2006

Beyond Oblivion with Babies

In Limbo, Simon Noynay

Limbo is in limbo, though I suppose its been teetering on the edge of oblivion for quite some time. The church is working on a document about the unbaptized and states that pastorally it is recommended to gloss over the concept of Limbo. Rather the ideas of baptism of desire, as defined in the modern catechism (and also older catechism such as of Trent), where Christ's mercy is emphasized.

(Christ in Limbo, Fra Angelico)

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Friar of Friars

"It is no use walking anywhere to preach unless our walking is our preaching. "
His first 26 years were those of extravagance and a swashbuckling good time. Yet after a series of events he became what we now see as one of the greatest models of asceticism. While reading through his life, I came across one of the first Franciscans who followed him, one who was named Juniper, "the renowned jester of the Lord".


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Lost began again tonight: of note was the line; "It doesn't matter who we were, it only matters who we are."

Monday, October 02, 2006

Guardian Dear

Gaurdian Angel, by someone at this site

Gaurdian Angel II, Danilo Geerman



Angel of God,
My Guardian dear,
To whom God's love
commits me here
Ever this day
be at my side,
to light and guard,
rule and guide.

Amen.


In my missal there is a little write up for the feast that explains the history etc, and the last line is great: "Our Guardian Angels are our friends." Well now I know I'll always have at least one friend :) .

Sunday, October 01, 2006

millstoned neck

Japanese Zombie Hospitals, John Berkeley

"Whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in me to sin,
it would be better for him if a great millstone
were put around his neck
and he were thrown into the sea."
from today's Gospel (Mark 9)



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