he made the dust live

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Things lately:

This interview with the poet Christian Wiman. So many wise and humble words.

More wise words from a woman I deeply respect, on compassion and suffering with others.

Recent kitchen experiments: pumpkin black bean burgers and multigrain maple muffins.

This painting of the mocking of Christ by Heironymus Bosch.

Best way to recycle used coffee grounds: mix with a bit of olive oil, vanilla extract, and turbinado sugar and use as a rub on hands or feet. My hands feel so wonderful right now.

These words from W. Berry: "God did not make a body and put a soul into it, like a letter into an envelope. He formed man of dust; then, by breathing his breath into it, he made the dust live. The dust, formed as man and made to live, did not embody a soul; it became a soul."

And, goals for twenty-thirteen:
01. Read more fiction.
02. Go surfing.
03. Memorize this prayer and say it every day.

[holga 120 again, yellow wall at the gryphon]
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hope is one of our duties

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"When art tries to speak of the new world, the final world, in terms of only the present world, it collapses into sentimentality; when it speaks of the present world only in terms of its shame and horror, it collapses into brutalism. The vocation of the artist is to speak of the present as beautiful in itself but as pointing beyond itself, to enable us to see both the glory that already fills the earth and the glory that shall fill it to overflowing; to speak, within that, of the shame without ignoring the promise, to speak of the promise without forgetting the shame."

(N.T. Wright, Apocalyptic and the Beauty of God)

[all film from holga 120 with 135mm film]
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