The old woman tilted her head like a cat who had just heard cellophane crinkle. It was almost as if she could hear something that I could not. “I would rather not speak at all than to speak words doomed to immanent ignorance,” she croaked. I had hardly begun my reply when, after following the…
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Incarnation Zine–Happy Christmas!!
This year I decided to go homemade again as far as Christmas gifts are concerned. I wrote a poem and then my wife and I teamed up to create 10 little pen and ink illustrations. The poem is below, enjoy! Incarnation The beauty of night The stillness enshrine Small, humble and weak Expressed Logos Divine…
When our dull wits had so declined
“The Invisible Seen” When our dull wits had so declined as to set us mid the squalor of the merely sensible creation, the Very God consented to become a body of His own, that He as one among us might gather our dim senses to Himself, and manifest through such incommensurate occasion that He is…
When the Scriptures are used maturely
When the Scriptures are used maturely, and they become a precursor to meeting the Christ, they proceed in this order: They confront us with a bigger picture than we are used to, “God’s kingdom” that has the potential to “deconstruct” our false worldviews. They then have the power to convert us to an alternative worldview…
Peter Saville on Pop Culture
Pop culture used to be like LSD – different, eye-opening and reasonably dangerous. It’s now like crack – isolating, wasteful and with no redeeming qualities whatsoever. —Peter Saville
Cassandre: Master of The Airbrush!
Cassandre combined Synthetism and lyricism to create a new form of image to exalt the product: L’Intransigeant was a paen to communications; Etoile du Nord and Nord Express to the railways; and Normandie to the great ocean liners. Master of the airbrush (a technique that enabled him to produce smooth gradations of colour), the use…
Feeling the Pain
I put down the bread and the cup and get up on my knees, twisting a little. I pull up my shirt so she can see my wound. She gives it a sympathetic frown. “I can clean that.” She gets up and goes for something. When I was a kid and skinned my knee or…
Shane Hipps on Voyeurism, Exhibitionism & Facebook
I’ll admit I found some appeal. There is a certain thrill in looking at pictures of high school friends from long ago without them knowing. It’s like being a fly on the wall at your high school reunion. I was instantly connected to long-lost friends. People I would never go searching for, but would love…
Dictator of A Small Island
“It is every artist’s fantasy to run things. I know personally, I’d be happiest as dictator of a small island. The problem is that romantic artists are usually too disorganized to run their own lives, let alone societies. And most societies are too sensible to let them try it.” –Brad Holland Illustration by Brad Holland