Saturday, March 31, 2007

Dreaming of Death and Birth

Dreaming of Death and Birth, Celia Anne Harris


I was searching for a picture to go with my birthday and found the above and liked it very much. I realized yesterday that I'm a year younger than I thought ... my grasp on time is slipping. I was born on Holy Thursday, and went home on Easter. I was baptized and confirmed on an Easter which was also my 19th birthday. Which, after coming across this picture, makes me wonder what day my death will land on. Morbid perhaps, but thats what it made me think of.

Anyway, some more from painting from this great artist:


Queen of the Ghost Children

Almost Dead Susan

Susanne after Death

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Fifth Sunday of Lent: The Bright Sadness

(Jesus Sand Sculptures)




Again he bent down and wrote on the ground.
And in response, they went away one by one,
beginning with the elders.
So he was left alone with the woman before him.
Then Jesus straightened up and said to her,
“Woman, where are they?
Has no one condemned you?”
She replied, “No one, sir.”
Then Jesus said, “Neither do I condemn you.
Go, and from now on do not sin any more.”
from today's Gospel (John)


The above passage reveals the only thing Jesus ever wrote, and He wrote it in the sand. There's so much speculation about what was written, but I think it is so great that it isn't revealed. It is the ultimate in withholding information from the reader. I think the more interesting question isn't what Jesus wrote, but rather why is it that it isn't revealed. Why is it hidden from us, His only written words?

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In the Eastern tradition Lent is known as The Bright Sadness, which is a really grand way of wording what Lent is about. There is a great reflection on this here.

Monday, March 19, 2007

Esau is a hairy man - Happy Birthday Brother

Castro says ---- "Arrrr, Feliz Cuplianos" :)

Sunday, March 18, 2007

Fourth Sunday of Lent

He said to his father in reply,
‘Look, all these years I served you
and not once did I disobey your orders;
yet you never gave me even a young goat to feast on with my friends.
But when your son returns
who swallowed up your property with prostitutes,
for him you slaughter the fattened calf.’
He said to him,
‘My son, you are here with me always;
everything I have is yours.
But now we must celebrate and rejoice,
because your brother was dead and has come to life again;
he was lost and has been found.’”
from todays Gospel (Luke)


Friday, March 16, 2007

pretty thievery

I decided to steal a little content from my brother's fashion round-up, seeing as how Jean-Paul Gaultier's spring line is all Virgin Mary, from classic blue to bleeding immaculate heart, it's a rather amazing collection, and they all have halos. Very, very cool.








Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Art at the End of Time

I came across this interesting collection of paintings by Stephan Bird for the Theology Room at the Benedictine College in Ampleforth. Here are a few I liked:

Remorse

Purgatory: Gluttony, Sloth, Avarice

Intersession of Saint John the Baptist

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Lent Sunday Three, through the cloud and sea


"God replied, 'I am who am.'”
from today's first reading (Exodus)

"I do not want you to be unaware, brothers and sisters,
that our ancestors were all under the cloud
and all passed through the sea,
and all of them were baptized into Moses
in the cloud and in the sea."
from today's second reading (first Corinthians)


Cloud and Sea, Richard Lannowe

There's something very Humphrey Bogart cool about God in that Exodus passage. It's perhaps the most mystical text in all the bible, rivaled only by the opening of Ezekiel. I think there is a good philosophical paper to be written about the theological import of the "I am" passage with regard to Phenomenology and in contrast to Deconstruction. But I like it to remain shrouded in the mystery and rather dwell on the strange poetic wording of the second passage.

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

Merry Cemetery

Apparently in Sapanta, Romania they have a unique kind of cemetery (and here) that is decked out in bright colors and happy paintings, stemming from local sculptor who decided to start making happy gravestones in 1935, looking on death not solemnly but rather with a strange sense of glee and merriment. Perhaps odd, but it is rather interesting. The "gravestones" are brightly colored cruciforms, adorned with a painting from from the person's life and humorous poems and biographies.










here is a flickr photo album of this cemetery.

Sunday, March 04, 2007

Second Sunday of Lent


"As the sun was about to set, a trance fell upon Abram,
and a deep, terrifying darkness enveloped him."
from the first reading (Genesis)

"a cloud came and cast a shadow over them,
and they became frightened when they entered the cloud."
from todays Gospel (Luke)


God comes as a deep, terrifying darkness; a frightening shadow. And yet he is brighter than the sun, and darker than the night. I perhaps find these sorts of things most interesting when looking at passages. These great chasms of opposition that envelope the descriptions of God. And even more interesting are the attributes that are seemingly awry, how can God be terrifying darkness? And yet it is true. It is the baffling truths that are the most profound.



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