I’ve was struck by the David and Absolom narrative. King David’s guilt in Uriah’s death had not only immediate consequences in the death of his child born by Bathsheba, but also had reverberations throughout his entire family.
Tags: Biblical Drawing, David and Absolom, Drawing
When it rains it pours.
As it turns out, I am showing not only on Saturday at Redeemer, but IMAGO is making some inroads to Hamilton and having a show at the Friendship Gallery for the James St. North Art Crawl. I am displaying my Apathy///Epiphany series, but there will be a whole lot of great stuff from a bunch of classmates of mine, my friend Kira Lodder, plus a number of other talented artists that I’m not even sure of. Moreover you’ll be seranaded by Bruekke. Whats not to love?
Finally, to wet your appetite for Saturday–
I recently purchased ”Leavings: Poems’ by the author/poet/activist Wendell Berry. The first poem in the book is a little one entitled, “Like Snow” which I find incredibly fitting considering the April snow that has decided to fall this evening and the busy week that is currently staring me down and threatens to beat me till I am a quivering mass of Micron, Copic and Gold pens.
Nevertheless, the words of Mr. Berry–
Like the Snow
Suppose we did our work
Like the snow, quietly, quitely,
Leaving nothing out.
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Berry, Wendell. Leavings: Poems. Berkeley, CA: Counterpoint, 2010. Print.
Tags: poetry, Wendell Berry
With Ash Wednesday yesterday, Listener still playing in my ears and the present reality of a loved ones fragility, I have been thinking about how a community collectively wrestles with the reality of our mortalily, coming to the cross, the dirtiness of our lives and the goodness forged through God’s refining fire.
“Tarnished Gold and Bread with Mould” is the result. (I apologize for the poor photo quality)
Tags: Ash Wednesday, Drawing
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“…for dust you are,and to dust you will return” Gen 3.19
These two images are of small Momento Mori that I recently saw during my stay in New York. Both dating around 1500, they add a rich and deep dimension in my understanding to Ash Wednesday. Translated roughly from Latin as “Remember you must die”, Momento Mori were often wore around ones neck–a reminder of ones mortality all but a touch away.
Blessings as you enter this time of Lent.
Tags: Ash Wednesday, Momento Mori, Theology
These have been all over the the internet.
Its rather strange how they never cease to be entertaing.
enjoy.
Scott Aasman
