I have several ideas for linoblock cuts. One I've already started, and it's in my room. It's the largest one I've ever done and I started it, got a little scared, and stopped. I knew I wanted to make a different one, too, simpler, and I purchased the block for the simpler one. That, too,... Continue Reading →
An Easter poem The lie of the Garden With apple and the snake Was that God didn't really love us, And we listened, with an ache An ache that tore us from God As in sorrow we left. (Though God, with heart-wide-rendered Gave us second-chance, through death). The lie of the sacrifice Of Abraham and... Continue Reading →
Who made us? God made us. God who made the Rocky Mountains and the way grass smells after it has been cut and the way breath turns to curling fog in the cold also made us. He had light dance through prisms and wind rustle through leaves and moss grow on places like roots and... Continue Reading →
Forehead on the floor Poured out in love for God's own Priest, guide, victim
The journey is long For the way we are given Oil, Spirit, press'd in.
Heaven and earth meet Mercy-moment, "I am sorry" ...Father runs to son.
Been working on some art, fam. Well, this one is some older art, from the summer vacation I took with my cousin, Hanna, on the western side of the state in the dunes and trees and water and beauty of Lake Michigan. Bam: Te gusta? I call her, "Our Lady of Detroit," made originally for... Continue Reading →
Heaven, like God, is not bound by time. My sister once nearly cried herself to sleep trying to wrap her elementary-schooled mind around the eternal nature of God and the experience scarred me, so, I don't often try to ponder the implications of God's everlasting presence. Besides, of course, that heaven will last forever. I... Continue Reading →
The women of Detroit are a regal, scrappy bunch. Anywhere else why would reign as Queens CEO's Celebrated leaders of parliament-- Well-loved by nations via Parades on their birthdays and their faces on Postage stamps. We would see them in our newspapers, Pray for them in church. The potential has been sucker-punched away, though, by... Continue Reading →