Watching My Friends Work

Last Friday night, Greenwood held it's monthly 2nd Friday artwalk.  As part of that event, Taproot Theatre staged its own entry: the making of a portrait.  The artist was my good friend Sam Vance, and his subject was another good friend, Nikki Visel.  The impetus for this was a scene from Taproot Theatre's next offering, …

Kierkegaard’s Eleventh Hour

Reading Kierkegaard this morning.  Went to bed too late to be up comprehending Kierkegaard, but the great phrase "to will one thing" is on my mind.    So I'm reading the online version of Purity of Heart is to Will One Thing, and am stopped at the 2nd chapter.   Kierkegaard says remorse always comes …

Abandoned Churches

Here's a fascinating exercise: go to WebUrbanist and ponder these abandoned churches.  Truly beautiful buildings that were once opened with hope, worship, and vitality.   Places built to honor God (and perhaps demonstrate power and wealth of some kind) and therefore places where now unknown people felt awe, transparency, conviction, and the power of divinity. Now …

Hanging with the Divine

Imagine.  Talking to God. Prayer is another of those funny English words that stand symbol for all kinds of experiences.  Wikipedia has that it enters the English language in the late 13th C, from French and Latin words built on the ideas of entreaty, request, and simple asking.  And when the folks I know talk …

Words When There Aren’t Any

I slept an hour later than usual this morning, two hours later than the mornings when I get up to hit the gym at 5.  As a result I'm sitting here dead-headed, without much to say.  So I'm reading an article on whether or not we plagarize consciously or unconsciously, and does it matter?  Quite …